Chapter 1462


    Chapter 1462 Song


    When Timothy finished her bath and came out, she thought Asel had already gone to sleep. To his


    surprise, she was still lying on the bed, her round eyes fixed on Johanna, who was reading a book.


    It seemed like she had tried to talk to her mother, but her mother still ignored her.


    Timothy came over and took the book from Johanna''s hand, turning off the bedsidemp next to her.


    Johanna knew it was time for bed, so she ttened her pillow andy down on the bed.


    After climbing into bed from the other side, Timothy tucked Asel in, “Asel, it''s time for bed.”


    Asel shook her head. “I''m going to wait until twelve o''clock.”


    Timothy didn''t understand why she was so fixated on staying up until midnight. He brought over a small


    plush sheep, attempting to coax Asel to sleep.


    However, after all the coaxing, Asel''s eyes were still wide open.


    Asel hugged her fluffy white sheep tightly. Her voice was soft and childlike as she spoke. “Daddy, I want


    to listen to a song.”


    “Will you go to sleep obediently if I sing?” Timothy rubbed Asel''s cheeks, chuckling softly. “All right


    then, what song would my Sweetie like to hear?”


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    “I want to hear the song Daddy used to sing for Mommy,” said Asel.


    Timothy couldn''t sing. In the past, it was always Johanna who sang for him. But now, Asel insists on


    hearing him sing.


    He remembered a song that Johanna liked and softly hummed, “We can''t promise each other


    tomorrow, so I will hold you tight as if I''m about to lose you...”


    The song''s melody was rather low, and Timothy''s voice was deep and resonant. Even if he wasn''t


    perfectly in tune, it was still incredibly pleasing to the ear.


    As Johanna was about to fall asleep, the faint sound of a man''s deep singing reached her ears. She


    didn''t open her eyes, but her slender fingers tightly clung to the nket.


    Asel''s eyelids drooped, then reluctantly opened again, seemingly getting lulled to sleep by her father''s


    singing.


    After Timothy finished singing, he saw Asel with her eyes closed and assumed she had fallen asleep.


    Suddenly, the digital rm clock on the bedside table started to beep.


    The first faint chime of the New Year could also be heard from outside the window.


    Asel was also startled awake. She put her small hands together on her chest and closed her eyes


    again. Her chubby cheeks were rosy, and a solemn expression spread across her petite face.


    Timothy asked with a smile, “Sweetie, are you waiting until midnight to make a New Year''s wish?”


    After making her wish, Asel nodded happily.


    “Can you tell Daddy what New Year''s wish you made?”


    Asel pursed her lips and said seriously, “Amanda said that if you tell others your wish, it won''te


    true, so I can''t tell Daddy.”


    “Daddy won''t ask anymore,” Timothy said with a smile, kissing her forehead. “Be good. Go to sleep.”


    Asel obediently hummed in agreement.


    Suddenly, something came to her mind. She crawled over to Johanna with her tiny body, carefully


    nted a kiss on her mother''s cheek, then burrowed back into the quilt.


    After a long while, Timothy raised his hand to brush away the strands of hair on Johanna''s forehead,


    gazing deeply at her peaceful sleeping countenance.


    He then embraced his wife and daughter in his arms.


    Timothy was usually busy with work, so his biological rm clock woke him up quite early. The next


    morning, he woke up to find that both Asel and Johanna were not around.


    That day was the first day of New Year, and Asel had already made ns with Amanda to go to the


    amusement park.


    Timothy went to the bathroom to freshen up and change his clothes. He nned to have breakfast and


    then take Asel to Swallow Garden. Johanna didn''t like crowded ces, so he could stay at home and


    keep herpany.


    As he was deep in thought, he descended the stairs. Before he even reached the bottom, he noticed


    someone sitting at the dining table.


    The woman''s back was slender and delicate, draped in a beige knitted shawl. Her ck hair waszily


    tied up, looping twice and hanging down her back. Half of her fair neck peeked out from between her


    hair.


    Just her silhouette was a feast for the eyes.