<b>Chapter </b><b>353 </b>


    Teresa finished speaking<b>, </b>suddenly realizing she had misspoken.


    Quickly, she pped her mouth, “Oops! That’s our little secret, we shouldn’t be talking about it.”


    Teresa grinned and snuggled into his neck, her cheek rubbing against his shoulder.


    Frederick shook his head helplessly.


    She was such a clingy and adorable little girl, which made him have no reason to get mad at her!


    In this respect, she was very much like Marguerite. He recalled when Marguerite first arrived at their estate, even though there had been many unpleasant incidents, he could never bring himself to be angry when faced with her.


    Lost in thought, he had already carried Teresa into the dressing room.


    He headed straight for thest closet, which was filled with children’s clothes.


    Holding Teresa with one arm, he picked out a Taekwondo uniform with his free hand and held it up to her, “Try it on.”


    Teresa gasped, “Wow, Hayes‘ daddy, you’re like my personal genie, always able to magically produce what I want!”


    This Taekwondo uniform was bought for Hayes when he was two years old, for his photoshoot.


    At the time, it was bought a little big, so he wasn’t sure if Teresa could fit into it.


    He set Teresa down, “Come on, hurry up and get dressed.”


    With that, he politely turned and left, standing outside the room, patiently waiting.


    Teresa hastily discarded her pink school uniform jacket and started to put the Taekwondo uniform over her sweater. But the uniform was too small. The cor was stuck around her neck, and she couldn’t get her arms into the sleeves.


    No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t put it on.


    Now, she couldn’t put it on or take it off. She was stuck.


    She had no choice but to waddle over to Frederick, her face looking glum, “Hayes‘ daddy, I can’t put it on!”


    Frederick looked down at Teresa, her arms twisted together in the small uniform, looking adorably funny.


    He chuckled but then his eyesnded on the pattern on Teresa’s sweater, depicting the


    pr lights.


    Pr lights…


    His gaze lingered on the pattern, and Teresa couldn’t help butin, “Hayes‘ daddy, stop daydreaming and help me get this uniform on, okay?”


    Frederick snapped back to the present, and together with Teresa, still struggled with the too small uniform.


    “Forget it, I’ll take off my sweater first! The sweater my mommy made for me is too thick!”


    Teresa said as she stripped off her sweater. Putting on the Taekwondo uniform without the sweater was much easier.


    But Frederick seemed a little flustered, “Teresa, did Marguerite knit this sweater herself?” Teresa nodded, “Yes, my Mommy is really crafty!”


    Frederick couldn’t help but touch the pattern, his thoughts drifting back three years.


    LuxeScents International, Pr Radiance.


    This was something he and Marguerite had worked on together.


    He thought that after he left Stonebridge City, Maurice would help Marguerite and bring Pr Radiance back to market. But the perfume had disappearedpletely, with no news or signs of it being reintroduced.


    Teresa followed Frederick’s gaze to the pattern on her sweater, noticing the deep and distant look in his eyes.


    The pattern was pr lights, and there were several bottles of Pr Radiance perfume that her Mommy had mixed at home. Could it be that Pr Radiance was a special symbol for Daddy and Mommy?


    Teresa thought for a moment, and when the timing felt right, she said, “Hayes‘ daddy, this pr lights pattern was knitted by Mommy herself. She said that pr lights have a special meaning to her.


    ”


    Frederick raised an eyebrow, “Oh? What kind of meaning?”


    Teresa twiddled her fingers, yfully asking him, “I don’t know. Hayes‘ daddy, you’ve known mommy for such a long time, you should know more than me, right?”


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