The Stepdaughter Who Stole My Heart

Summary

After a business marriage, I found myself with a four-year-old daughter.

Before I even met her, I braced myself for a cold, pure marriage of convenience.

In my mind, I pictured a "standard" blended family life: a wife who barely noticed me, and a stepdaughter who ignored me completely.

But the moment I saw that tiny figure, tugging at her dress, carefully whispering "Daddy," I was utterly, completely done for. My heart melted.

I even asked my wife, "If we ever go our separate ways, can Lily come with me?"

My wife just stared: "???"

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