The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory-Chapter 433 - 444: Fashion Godmother Quiz with Prizes (8)

Anyway—

He’s a very charming and handsome man, at least on the surface.

Of course, he attracts little girls.

Maeve didn’t get down to the ground; she was directly handed over by Mia Ginger, and she landed right in Caiden Ward’s arms.

She giggled, her happiness written all over her face, as if no one else was around.

Caiden Ward used a fork to pick a strawberry from the cake to feed her, squinting his eyes with a smile, "Open your mouth."

Maeve took a big bite and leaned her head on his chest.

Completely comfortable and at ease.

Everyone at the table watched them, all a bit unable to hold back their laughter.

Caiden Ward held her, finding it amusing as well, joking, "This little girl is quite heavy."

"Well, you keep giving me cream cake, which makes me fatter, and then I won’t be able to find a boyfriend in the future."

"Pfft." Caiden Ward laughed even more, "How old are you anyway, and who taught you these things?"

"Miss Cox."

"Eh?"

"Miss Cox is Ivy Cox, my mom." Maeve said seriously.

Caiden Ward burst into laughter.

Looking at her chubby little face, he suddenly thought of something and coaxed, "Haven’t told Uncle yet? How old are you?"

"I’ll be six after the New Year." Maeve picked up the fork and helped herself to another grape.

Caiden Ward fell quiet looking at her, not saying a word.

Six years old?

How come when he talks to this little girl, it feels like she’s at most three years old, can a six-year-old behave like this?

Though he never had kids, he still knew the basics.

A six-year-old girl should be more orderly and quiet, not behaving as she did—climbing into people’s laps and speaking with such innocence, especially since kids these days are quite mature.

Caiden Ward thought casually and held her small hand, asking, "Then tell Uncle, what grade are you in?"

"Hmm." Maeve tilted her head, "I’m not in school."

"How come you’re not even going to school?" Caiden Ward raised an eyebrow, asking another question. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

"Well, Father Myres said the teachers at school don’t teach well." Maeve rolled her eyes while speaking and pursed her lips looking at him, seeing him drift into a daze, and quietly said, "Actually, there’s another reason, Handsome Uncle, do you want to know?"

"Hmm?" Caiden Ward smiled curiously.

"Then I’ll secretly tell only you." Maeve stopped eating cake, wrapped her arms around his neck, knelt in his lap, put her small mouth to his ear, and whispered, "Doctor said to Father Myres that I have ADHD, so I can’t study well at school."

"..." Caiden Ward was taken aback, giving her a deep look.

The little girl had her big eyes wide open, her dark shiny eyes like grapes looking at him, full of innocence.

ADHD?

Caiden Ward had heard of it, knowing it was mainly symptoms related to children’s difficulty focusing, behavior, and emotional disturbances.

Hadn’t thought—

The reason this girl always seemed so childlike was because of this.

"Handsome Uncle?"

Seeing him not speaking, Maeve tilted her head, frowning, and called out to him.

Caiden Ward reached out to rub her hair, gently smiled, and said, "My last name is Ward, from now on just call me Uncle Ward."

"Ward?"

"It means ’to look out.’

"Eh?"

"To look and attend with care," Caiden Ward chuckled, pinching her cheek, "just like you, with your big eyes looking around happily overjoyed."

"Haha." Maeve rubbed her face against his arm, acting spoiled non-stop.