A Husband For Killer Mom

“Yey! I’m taller than daddy!” she yelled happily as she walked casually as the rock was wide enough for Lori’s tiny walking feet. Even though Lori wouldn’t fall over and Richard was always ready to hold her daughter’s body at any moment, the overprotective and exaggerated father couldn’t help but protest.

“Lori, watch your way, don’t rush. You better get down.”

“Aiya, daddy. Don’t worry. You are holding my hand, aren’t you? I won’t fall.”

Richard didn’t know whether he should be happy or cry. He was delighted that Lori had faith in him, but sometimes he wished his daughter not too often outsmart him.

It wasn’t long before Anxia appeared in the parking lot and saw a scene where Richard was holding Lori’s hand, walking over an adult’s waist-deep rock wall, while Louis casually walked next to Richard.

Occasionally Lori would spit a joke making Richard and Louis laugh, and Richard’s attitude towards Louis became more friendly. Well, even though Richard didn’t like boys approaching his daughter, Richard still wouldn’t act childishly by keeping all the boys away from his daughter.

Anxia walked over to them, and Richard was more than happy because he finally had a reason to bring Lori down from the dangerous heights and be able to come home soon.

After driving Louis home, which was only ten minutes from Kensington Park, Richard drove his car back to his own house. As dinner arrived, Anxia did something unexpected, making Richard choke on his food.

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“Dad? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” Richard replied as he gulped down the water, but he almost choked again when Anxia did the same.

What is Anxia doing?

Their sitting positions were Anxia and Richard facing each other while Lori was on the side facing west with her mother on her right and her father sitting on her left.

Because there were only three members of their family, Richard deliberately provided a small dining table so that the distance between them would not be too far. When the extended family gathers or stays at this place, they sit in the dining room where the larger dining table is.

This small dining table was placed in Richard’s work room so that the three of them would go to this room every mealtime to dine together at the small dining table.

Or when Lori was at school, it was only Richard and Anxia ate in the room while doing something exciting. Sometimes, Richard’s hand would lift Anxia’s skirt to caress her smooth thighs, or Anxia would sit on his lap feeding her husband while her hand would slip inside to enjoy the skin of Richard’s chest between the opened buttons of his shirt.

However, they would behave well and be like moral people when Lori ate with them.

But… The mischievous Anxia pulled a prank on her husband. By using her leg, she stroked Richard’s knee up to his dangerous sensitive spot. Richard gave his wife a warning through his eyes, hoping that she would realize that their daughter was in their midst.

But the naughty wife put on an innocent face like she didn’t know what she did wrong and continued with her actions. Richard couldn’t help but wonder if Anxia was getting back at him now. He often teased her even though Lori was with them, after all. But he did so after making sure Lori had no idea what her parents were doing.

In the end, Richard gave in and let his wife tease him. However, his wasn’t Richard if he allowed Anxia to continue to take over.

Richard also lifted a leg and sneaked between Anxia’s legs to caress the skin of the girl’s calf. Since Anxia was wearing a knee-length skirt, Richard could immediately feel how smooth and sensual her wife’s skin was.

Anxia tried to act regular and stay calm, but she almost groaned when she felt Richard’s fingertips lift her skirt and head for her most itching area.

“Oh!” uncontrollably, Anxia’s body jerked upwards, making Lori glance at her with a confused look while Richard suppressed an amused smile.

“Mommy? Are you okay?”

“Yeah... I’m fine.”

Anxia didn’t expect Richard to respond more ‘sadistic’ because now the man’s toes were massaging her clitoris, and his feet were rubbing against her thighs, arousing her more.

“Lori, what do you want to do after this?”

Lori’s gaze was diverted, and now looking at her father to answer his question made Anxia feel relieved because she couldn’t contain her pleasure sigh anymore and could only close her eyes to enjoy the pleasure.

“I want to draw and try to read the new book with Miss Dee.”

“You’re not tired? You’ve been playing all day today.” Richard asked again without reducing his toe’s pressure on Anxia’s sensitive spot.

“I’m tired. After reading, I will sleep.”

“That’s good. Do you want to sleep with us?”

Anxia looked at her husband with an irritated look. The man had succeeded in increasing her passion but invited their child to sleep together?!

Is that man going to make her experience sex frustration all night?

“No. I’ll sleep in my room so you can give me a baby sister sooner.” Lori no longer wanted a brother but yearned for a baby sister. Either one, she couldn’t get it from her parents.

Instantly there was silence, and Richard’s footwork stopped, followed by Anxia’s sexual sense that suddenly vanished.

The clueless little girl felt a sudden sense of awkwardness and realized she had made a mistake. However, she didn’t know what kind of mistake she had made to cause this awkwardness.

Richard pulled his legs back and then changed his position to face his daughter.

“Lori, I need to talk to you about something.”

Lori blinked a few times cutely before changing her position so that the two of them faced each other.

“Okay. What is it, dad?”

“Lori... I’m afraid... we can’t give you a baby brother... or sister.” Richard felt something catch his breath, waiting for his daughter’s response.

Lori tilted her head as she considered how seriously her father had said that. Sometimes her father liked to joke though Richard never joked about anything that would disappoint her.

Then the purple-green-eyed child looked at her mother, who now looked gloomy, and only then did she realize her mistake. The atmosphere became awkward because she mentioned a baby sister that her parents apparently couldn’t give her.

But… if the two couldn’t give her one in the first place, why did they always talk about the second child as if they promised her?

Richard clasped her daughter’s hands when he noticed the disappointed and sad look in those purple-green eyes.

It was the first time he saw his daughter look sad. What should he do?