Touching The Heart Of Ace (SAMPLE)

Chapter 63

Hooooyaa!!!

🎶🎶Baby this is what you came for🎶🎶

Smut after ***. You can skip if you want, but I suggest you don't.

Love me everyone.

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My heart broke as Lia merely dropped her head and did not even make a peep.

"How many times have I told you not to let her do anything that would embarrass me? Why is she even here?" Janice shouted at me looking at Lia.

I ran to my baby girl and picked her up.

"Look what she did! Jesus, I cannot even get a break in my own home."

Her own home? Janice's home? So what, this was not Lia's home?

Lia shook in my hands. Her forgotten ice pop dripping on my shirt. Lia did not see Janice coming out of her room and smacked her tiny hand on Janice's new gown. The ice pop left a wet patch behind her knee and all the hell broke loose.

"Do you even know how much this cost? BRAT!"

"I will order you a new gown." I hugged my baby to my chest and patted her back. It was just a piece of cloth, for the love of god and the ice pop would not even leave a noticeable stain. She was a baby; she would make some mess. It was not like she did it on purpose.

"NEW ONE!!! This is a limited edition Marchesa gown and when would it arrive? I have this... Forget it! Better control this brat, so it won't happen another time. Fuck! My gown!"

"Stop calling her a brat, she did not see you there. You will get your new gown in an hour." I stormed off to my bedroom with my baby girl still on my chest, her ice pop dripping on my shoulders. "Davey will get you a new popsicle, sweetheart." I dropped it in trash before calling Frankie for a Marchesa gown.

The sellers brought five of colours similar to the one she was wearing and one the exact replica. All in three different sizes, so one would fit her perfectly. They also brought their tailor with them, if she wanted some last minute tweaking.

I did not get what Janice's problem was. She got her gown, right? Why was she looking at me like she wanted to murder me? I did not care. She was not going to scold my baby ever again.

If anyone was a brat here, that was Janice.

Janice finally chose one which was different from the one she had and I did not even care. The gentlemen left after the gown was fit according to her needs. Frankie would settle the bill.

"Now, sweet baby, apologize for soiling her gown."

"Sowwy." Lia mumbled her apology, her tiny lips wobbling. I turned her face back to my shoulder when Janice turned her hateful glare to my kid.

"How convenient! To have expensive things delivered to..."

"Did you not get your gown?" Janice was seething and I left her to her own drama taking my child with me.

'In my own home.' Janice had said.

That hurt me more that I let on. I gently patted my child's back as she soundlessly sniffled and dropped tears on my shoulder. I wanted to cry too. Lia did not even want another pop.

I finally had enough when Lia let out a tiny whimper. I packed a bag stuffing it with my clothes and Lia's, took another one and piled it with other essentials before calling a cab. I was not staying if my baby was not welcome here. I stayed in this stupid home with stupid stairs only because my baby was here. If she was not allowed to run around and make a little mess, then I would take her away.