Sophia, still frozen in place, gawked at the little girl who had just woken up and called Adrian and Seraphina "Papa" and "Mama" so naturally.
The entire group had montarily fallen into stunned silence at the sheer cuteness of the mont.
Chris, anwhile, was gripping Rosalyn's arm, her face flushed with pure excitent.
"This is the best thing I've ever seen!" she whispered, trembling as if barely holding herself back from hugging the little one on the spot.
Rosalyn chuckled at Chris's reaction but couldn't deny that even she felt a strange warmth seeing how the child nestled against Seraphina, her small fingers clutching onto the fabric of her robes.
The sight of Seraphina in such a motherly role was unexpected, yet strangely fitting.
Eve, usually composed and quiet, folded her arms and muttered, "Hmph. To think she got ahead of all of us..."
Seraphina smirked, but before she could respond, Sophia finally snapped out of her shock.
"Hold on! Hold on, hold on, hold on!"
Sophia waved her hands frantically, stepping forward. "You're telling that while the rest of us were busy searching this place, you and Adrian were out here making a child?!"
Seraphina arched an eyebrow. "We were not making child, okay? We found her, and she took us as her parents. Do you think it would have been better if we left her alone there?"
Sophia opened her mouth to respond but imdiately shut it, frowning. "...Damn it, no, obviously not."
Chris, still sparkling with excitent, practically bounced in place. "But still! This isn't fair! You look so natural with her in your arms! It's like—like a dream! A fantasy! A beautiful motherly image!"
Eve sighed. "It's unfair, truly unfair."
Rosalyn, who had been watching the whole exchange, replied in a sour tone, "Well, we shouldn't be surprised. Adrian has always been very close to Seraphina unlike us, hmph."
Isabella, however, was having none of it.
Isabella narrowed her eyes at Seraphina before clicking her tongue.
"You really went ahead of and beca a mother, huh, Sera?" Her voice carried an unmistakable edge of irritation, though there was sothing else—an almost playful challenge beneath it.
Seraphina then replied back to her in an instant without thinking too much, "Big sis is also a mother, and of two children at that."
Hearing that reply, Isabella stiffened, her smirk faltering.
She reached over and caught Seraphina's ear, tugging lightly. "You've learned to talk back to , huh? It seems like you need to be punished."
Seraphina's face twitched. She could handle countless enemies, even those far above her level, but Isabella when she was in one of these moods? That was another matter entirely.
Isabella's smirk deepened as her golden eyes glead dangerously.
"It's unfair to have a child with Adrian before . So be ready to be punished. And not just you—my foolish son as well." She turned her sharp gaze onto Adrian, making him inwardly sigh.
"How could he bear to not have bear his child first before you?" Isabella continued, the aura around her subtly shifting into sothing even Adrian had to admit was unnerving.
Seraphina wanted to reply, "I didn't bear her, we only found her," but the words remained stuck in her throat due to the murderous aura Isabella was emitting.
Despite being in a higher realm than Isabella, Seraphina shivered at that mont, recalling just how terrifying Isabella could be when she was pissed. And right now? She looked extrely pissed.
At that mont, the little one, sensing the tension, shrunk back slightly before wriggling out of Seraphina’s embrace. With surprising agility for her small size, she darted toward Adrian, wrapping her tiny arms around his leg before looking up at him with wide, uncertain eyes.
Adrian instinctively reached down and scooped her up, holding her securely against his chest. The little girl nestled into him, her small fingers gripping onto his shirt.
"Papa… who are they?" she asked softly, her voice laced with curiosity and a hint of fear as she peeked out at the gathered won.
Adrian gently rubbed her back in a soothing motion, his voice calm and reassuring. "They're all part of our family."
The little one tilted her head slightly, her brows furrowing.
Isabella, still in her "pissed mother" mode, suddenly turned toward Adrian with a sharp glare, as if daring him to say sothing wrong.
As Adrian was about to introduce Isabella properly, he instinctively said, "This is your—"
Isabella's aura flared ever so slightly, her crimson eyes piercing into him like daggers.
Adrian imdiately corrected himself, clearing his throat. "This is your mother, Isabella."
The little girl blinked, looking between Seraphina and Isabella with a confused expression. "But... Mama is Mama..." she murmured, clearly not understanding.
Adrian, sensing the dangerous aura from Isabella, acted quickly. "That might be so, but everyone here is Papa's wife. So, they are all your mothers too."
The little girl seed even more confused. "Wife?" she repeated, tilting her head.
Adrian, sensing the dangerous aura from Isabella, acted quickly. "That might be so, but everyone here is Papa’s wife. So, they are all your mothers too."
The little girl seed even more confused. "Wife?" she repeated, tilting her head.
Adrian smiled gently, shifting her slightly in his arms so she could look at all the won around them.
"Yes, a wife is soone very special to Papa. It ans they are my most important people—people I love and who love back. They are my partners, my family. Just like how you love right? They also love just like you."
The little girl scrunched up her tiny face, deep in thought as if she were trying to solve the greatest mystery in the world. After a long mont, her eyes lit up with sudden understanding.
Her small lips parted, and she asked in an innocent, hopeful voice, "Then… will they love too?"
That single question struck straight into everyone's hearts like an arrow.
Chris, who had already been struggling to contain herself, let out a strangled squeal before practically teleporting to Adrian’s side.
"OF COURSE, I WILL LOVE YOU WITH ALL MY HEART!" she declared dramatically, her eyes sparkling like the sun itself.
Without waiting for permission, she gently took the little girl's tiny hands in hers and held them like she was making the most sacred vow.
The little girl blinked in surprise at Chris’s enthusiasm but giggled as the warmth of Chris’s hands enveloped her own.
"Hehe… I like you!" she chirped, tilting her head.
Chris gasped as if she had been blessed by the heavens themselves. She clutched her chest as if her heart physically couldn’t take it. "I... I can't! She's too precious!"
Sophia and Eve, who had been standing off to the side still sulking over Seraphina beating them to the "motherhood" punch, suddenly snapped out of it at the scene unfolding before them.
And then it hit them—Chris had just overtaken them too.
They had barely recovered from the initial shock, and now they were being outdone again?!
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