Roland felt his heart sink, his sharp eyes looked at his little daughter who was sitting with a sullen face on the soft couch. His beloved little daughter who always clung to his muscular arms and curled up in his lap was now pouting and didn't want to talk to him.

Roland let out a long sigh and slowly approached his little daughter, his big rough and calloused hands slowly caressing her chubby cheeks.

*"sweetheart, please forgive daddy. daddy will definitely buy you a dozen new skirts."