Chapter 537


    Chapter 537 To Eat or Not To Eat


    Dulcie nodded and said, “Yeah, because if Miss Amanda bes my mommy, I can y with Aiden


    every day.”


    Upon hearing this response, Casey breathed a sigh of relief. So, it was for this reason. She had


    thought Dulcie had genuinely taken a liking to Amanda, liking her as a mother.


    Suddenly, Dulcie seemed to spot something and instinctively hid beside Casey, her happy expression


    disappearing.


    Casey followed Dulcie’s gaze and was startled to find Symeon standing at the front of the dining table.


    “You… What are you doing back?”


    Symeon looked at the harmonious scene in front of him and said sarcastically, “If I didn’te back,


    how would I know you’re here corrupting my daughter every day.”


    “When did I corrupt Dulcie?” Casey retorted defensively. This man was incredibly hurtful; she hadn’t


    taught Dulcie anything bad.


    Symeon removed his suit jacket and hung it over the back of a chair before sitting down.


    At that moment, the nanny approached. “Mr. Lawrence, you’re back. Would you like me to set another


    ce at the table?”


    Symeon responded with a simple nod. The nanny quickly brought over another set of tableware, along


    with a te of pasta.


    At that, he turned his attention to Dulcie and tried to sound gentle. “Dulcie,e sit next to Daddy. I’ll


    feed you.”


    “Daddy, I don’t want to. Casey can feed me.”


    Symeon turned grim at once, and he huffed, “Eat if you want to; I don’t care.”


    So, he began eating on his own.


    The atmosphere at the dining table turned extremely cold. Dulcie didn’t dare to eat and just stared


    straight at her father. Symeon acted as if Casey and Dulcie didn’t exist, focusing on his meal and even


    taking a phone call in the midst of it.


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    Casey couldn’t stand it any longer and spoke up. “The way you’re behaving, how can Dulcie eat? Can’t


    you be a bit gender with her?”


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    “Gentle?” Symeon repeated, finding it rather amusing.


    He thought he had been gentle enough with this little thing-gentle in a way that no one had ever seen.


    Yet, this little one treated him like a stranger.


    “Yes, gentle. Children need to be treated gently, especially little girls.”


    Symeon put down his chopsticks and stared at Casey. “So, you want to use this as an excuse to take


    custody of Dulcie?”


    “I… I didn’t mean that, but I really want to have Dulcie with me. You don’t seem to take good care of


    her, and you don’t even like kids. Why do you insist on taking her from me?”


    Casey knew she couldn’t win a legal battle against this man. Her heart sank.


    Symeonughed, a mocking tone in his voice. “You denied the existence of this child from the


    beginning, abandoned her after birth. Now you’re pretending to be a good mother. Are you qualified?


    You’re not. I won’t give you custody unless my future partner mistreats Dulcie. But I won’t choose a


    woman like that in the first ce. So, there’s no chance for Dulcie to be with you.”


    Casey’s heart felt like it had been nailed shut. Unless the stepmother didn’t want Dulcie, Symeon


    wouldn’t give her custody.


    “Whatever, you two go ahead and eat. I’m not hungry.”


    With that, Symeon got up and left the dining room, heading upstairs to his room.


    Once Symeon was gone, Dulcie breathed a sigh of relief and whispered to Casey, “Casey, let me tell


    you, when Daddy gets angry, don’t talk to him. He’ll scold you. Just wait until he’s not. angry anymore.”


    Seeing how sensible Dulcie was, tears welled up in Casey’s eyes as she tightly hugged the little girl.


    “Why are you crying, Casey? Is it because you’re so scared from Daddy’s scolding?”


    Casey held onto Dulcie, her voice trembling. “It’s nothing. I got some dust in my eyes. Also, from now


    on, don’t call me Casey. Call me Miss Casey, or… you can call me Mom.”


    She had never heard Dulcie call her Mom before, and she wondered what that would feel


    like.


    Dulcie blinked her big, watery eyes. “But Daddy said I can’t call anyone Mom.”


    Casey paused for a moment and smiled. “Well, you’re right. You can’t just call anyone Mom. Now, let’s


    eat. You need to grow up big and strong.”


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    After finishing her lunch, Dulcie went to take a nap. Casey had initially nned to rest for a while


    because ying with the child was quite exhausting, and she felt like she could hardly straighten her


    back.


    However, she suddenly remembered that Symeon was still in his room. So, she gathered her


    and walked to his room’s door. She was about to knock when the door swung open from inside.


    courage


    Symeon looked at the woman standing outside. “What are you doing here? Trying to eavesdrop?”


    “Now, why would I do that? I have no such obsession. I came to talk to you.”


    Symeon stepped out of the room, standing tall in the corridor, his imposing figure casting an intangible


    sense of oppression over Casey’s frail form.


    “Speak up. What do you want? I’m about to go out, so make it quick. I don’t have time to waste with


    you.”


    The disgust in Symeon’s eyes toward Casey was evident.


    Casey was well aware of the image she held in this man’s eyes, so she didn’t bother hiding anything.


    “What’s your rtionship with Amanda? Have you known each other before? How long have you liked


    her? When you started liking her, did you know she was someone else’s wife?”


    This string of questions furrowed Symeon’s brow. “Why are you asking all this? What does it have to do


    with you? I’m single, not married. I’m free to like whomever I want. Don’t think you can tie me down


    with a child, especially a child you obtained through such underhanded


    means.”


    Symeon had always believed that the night four years ago was premeditated. At that time, he had been


    drugged and not in his right mind, desperately needing a woman to relieve his difort. Casey had


    conveniently shown up and, subsequently, Dulcie was born.


    However, what he didn’t understand was why Casey had abandoned the child she had worked so hard


    to obtain. Nevertheless, he didn’t want to know now. He had no intention of being responsible for


    Casey, and there was no way he would let Dulcie be taken away from him.


    Casey stuttered, “I just want to rify whether you have unrequited love for Amanda or if you both have


    feelings for each other. If you admire each other, isn’t Elias Winters pitiable, kept in the dark, not


    knowing anything?”