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    Chapter 389


    Duke looked at Alden''s face first before he nced at Melody.


    In the past, he used to think about how great it would be if Melody was his biological daughter. He had thought about it more than once.


    But it turned out that she really was his daughter.


    No wonder he was not resistant toward Melody in the slightest. No wonder Melody called him "Daddy."


    "Mel,e to Daddy,"Content held by N?velDrama.Org.


    Duke waved at her.


    She moved out of her mother''s hand before she walked toward the bed.


    She stared at Duke''s arm with her big eyes. His anm was wrapped in gauge, but some blood had oozed out. It looked a little scary.


    She extended her soft finger and gently touched the wound before she blew on it. "Daddy, are you in pain?" she asked softly.


    Duke''s heart melted. "No, I don''t feel any pain."


    He held the girl in his arms and looked at Alden who was standing at the door.


    A long time ago, he had found that this boy looked like George. He used to think that they looked alike because they were cousins. Only now did he realize that they were biological brothers, and they were quadruplets.


    He raised his arm and said in a low voice, "Alden,e here."


    Alden pursed his lips and slowly walked over before he lowered his head and said, "Uncle Duke."


    Duke raised his eyebrows. "Uncle Duke? Didn''t your mom tell you what to call me?"


    Alden pursed his lips and clenched his fists.


    He remained silent without answering.


    "My dad evenplimented you for being smart. You''re not very smart!" Harold scoffed and said, "You should call him ''Dad. My dad''s your dad. You''re not as smart as me!"


    Alden silently rolled his eyes at him.


    He had known that for a very long time, but knowing it and being willing to call Duke "Dad" were two different things.


    "Alden, Harold''s right. You should call me ''Dad." Duke raised his arm and stroked Alden''s hair. He took the opportunity to pull Alden over. "I''ve been negligent over the past four years for leaving you and Mel without the protection and love from a father, but that won''t happen anymore. I''ll protect you. You and Mel will have whatever George and Harold have."


    Harold blinked. "Dad, why don''t we do this? Let Alden be your son, and I''ll be Mommy''s son.


    I''ll live with Mommy, okay?"


    "Nol" Alden frowned and interrupted him. "I don''t want to live with the Winters family!"


    He moved out of Duke''s grip before he stood by Adina again.


    Duke found himself speechless.


    He looked over. Harold and Alden were standing by Adina''s side, while George was slightly farther away, but his standing position made it clear.


    The only one he owned was the sweetheart in his arms.


    Just as he felt blessed for having a child who relied on him more, Melody moved out of his arms and rushed into Adina''s arms.


    She acted as if she was afraid that her mother would throw her to the Winters family and abandon her.


    Duke was at a loss.


    Oh no, he had even lost his sweetheart.


    Adina did not sleep wellst night, and when she saw Duke, she felt conflicted. But when she saw how the children joked around, her frustrations slowly disappeared significantly.


    She squatted down, caressed Alden''s hair, and said, "Alden, he really is your father. Go ahead and call him ''Dad."


    A father''s love was an indispensable force in a child''s development, and that was apparent in Melody''s case.


    Meanwhile, Alden had a dull personality and a cunning mind. If a father''s love was involved in his growth, he might be a carefree and sunny boy too.


    Alden always had his own thoughts, but he still listened to Adina.


    He pursed his lips and obediently walked over. "Dad," he softly said to Duke.


    His voice was very low, and Duke would not have heard him if he had not been paying attention. Even so, Duke did not trouble him. Duke smiled and said, "Good boy, Alden. Here''s a gift that I prepared for you."