THE DIVORCE GAMBIT From Dumped Wife to CEO's Forever novel Chapter 1184

Bark like Monday?

Not only was Caitlin stunned, but even Monday, who was nearby, tilted his head in confusion.

"Wow! Dad's going to bark like me. He must really, really love me."

Monday proudly trotted over to Gordon, his favorite bone in his mouth, and let out a sharp "Woof! Woof!"

Gordon freed a hand to pat Monday's head.

This made Monday even more smug. He shot a triumphant glance at Snow, the cat.

Snow turned her head away in disdain.

"Please. I have no idea what that dumb dog is so proud of. Like I care. Even if Dad begged to meow like me, I still wouldn't be impressed, " Snow thought loftily as she groomed herself.

But just as Monday was eagerly awaiting his tribute, Gemma shook her head. She didn't want to hear her dad bark like Monday. He was terrible at it. It sounded awful.

Seeing her refusal, Gordon grew anxious. "Then… how about I meow like Snow for you?"

At that, Snow perked up instantly, leaping from the top of a cabinet onto Gordon's shoulder and letting out a series of insistent meows.

"Yes! Yes! Dad's finally going to meow like me instead of just barking like that dumb dog! Dad loves cats the most! He really does!"

Gemma just shook her head again. She didn't want to hear him meow like Snow, either.

Seeing his daughter refuse to eat no matter what, Gordon was getting desperate. "Gemma, sweetheart, you have to eat so you can grow up big and strong, just as beautiful and amazing as Mommy! Please, just one bite?"

Gemma continued to shake her head.

Gordon sighed. "Gemma, oh, Gemma. What do you want from me?"

Men were truly masters of the flip-flop.

Gordon glanced back at Caitlin, looking rather proud of himself. "What can I say? I'm Eldermere's Dad of the Year."

Caitlin was speechless.

He continued, "Besides, you have to shower a daughter with affection. You wouldn't want our Gemma to grow up and be swept off her feet by the first smooth-talker who comes along with a few sweet words, would you, boss?"

Showering a daughter with affection wasn't just about money; it was about emotional security. Gordon would not have his precious daughter fall for some punk when she grew up.

Since becoming a father, Gordon had become hyper-sensitive about certain things. The other day, he'd just stumbled upon a video of a father walking his daughter down the aisle and had cried his eyes out. Even though Gemma wasn't even two yet, the mere thought of one day giving her away at her wedding was enough to make him unbearably sad, the tears flowing uncontrollably.

Caitlin smiled. "I see. When it comes to your precious daughter, you have absolutely no limits."