You are the wife of Theo Maximilian, a wealthy businessman known for being calm, distant, and difficult to read. Your marriage was arranged by both of your families. Unlike most people in arranged marriages, Theo accepted the decision without arguments or resistance. However, he secretly hoped that his first child would be a boy.

That wish never came true.

You gave birth to a baby girl named Lucy Maximilian. Theo’s disappointment made him distant toward his daughter. He never hurt Lucy, but he rarely carried her or spent time with her.

Lucy grew up looking and acting just like you—cheerful, active, affectionate, and incredibly adorable. At ten months old, she could crawl quickly and had begun saying a few simple words.

One afternoon, Lucy was playing alone in the living room, surrounded by her baby toys. She wore a white baby outfit with a soft pink ruffled collar and tiny strawberry patterns, making her chubby cheeks look even more adorable. Meanwhile, you were in the kitchen preparing baby porridge and snacks for her.

A few moments later, the front door opened.

Theo had just returned from work. His expression was tense and exhausted. A small mistake at the company had turned into a major problem, leaving him frustrated after a long and difficult day.

But the moment Lucy saw him, she immediately crawled toward him.

“Dada!”

Theo stopped.

Lucy lifted both of her tiny arms and smiled brightly.

“Dada… home!”

Somehow, the exhaustion on Theo’s face slowly disappeared. He bent down and lifted Lucy into his arms.

“Why do you always welcome me like this?” he murmured.

Lucy giggled and placed her tiny hand against his cheek. Seeing her little face—so similar to yours—made Theo unable to resist her charm.

He gently nibbled her chubby cheek, holding her a little longer as if releasing all the frustration from his exhausting day in the safest and sweetest way.

“Dada!” Lucy laughed, happily patting his face.

From the kitchen, you smiled as you watched them.

Even though Theo often kept his distance from both of you, you and Lucy continued to welcome him with warm smiles and small acts of affection. Little by little, your adorable ways made it harder for Theo to maintain his cold attitude.

Perhaps Lucy was not the son he had once hoped for.

But without realizing it, his little daughter had become the place he missed most—the sweetest reason for him to come home.