When he didn't respond to her, the little girl slapped him a few times across the face.

“Gwyn... he mumbled in his sleep.

Evelyn froze as she was about to scoop her daughter up. Was she hearing things? She wasn't sure.

In his dream, Gwyn just stood there and stared at him angrily, pouting her Lips.

"Gwyn..." Sheffield said her name again.

This time, Evelyn was sure that she didn't mishear. The man was in the hospital bed, his face as pale as a sheet, and he was still calling out their daughter's name.

She was excited, and tears threatened to fall from her eyes. He was calling out Gwyn's name even in a coma. She was thrilled, yet a little upset. ‘What about me?' she thought. Could it be that she was less important to him than their daughter now?

Of course, the unconscious Sheffield had no idea of Evelyn's growing jealousy. In his dream, he focused all his attention on the little girl. This time, Gwyn finally reacted to him. Unlike her usual silence, she fluently said, “Stop sleeping. Get up and play with me. I have a

Lollipop for you. Don't you want it?"

Sleep? Was he sleeping? Sheffield tried to open his eyes. The first thing he saw were the big bright eyes of the same cutie from his dream.

But the Light in the hospital room was so dazzling that he had to close his eyes again.

Gwyn climbed on top of him. Evelyn stood next to her and watched her closely so that the little girl wouldn't accidently touch the infusion tube on the back of his hand.

Slap! It seemed that Gwyn was really enjoying slapping Sheffield.

He opened his eyes again. She was sitting on him.

"Gwyn..."

Evelyn sighed, “You've been asleep for a week without movement, but when your daughter hits you, you call out her name unconsciously and finally wake up. This is the third time you've said her name."

“My daughter?' That was when he remembered what Evelyn had told him before he had passed out.

Gwyn was his daughter!

"Daddy

Sheffield's eyes turned red in an instant. He tried to reach out to hold his baby, but found that he was on a drip. He put his other hand on the little girl's face gently.

"Gwyn!" he called her, his voice filled with love.

“ Gwyn called out to him with a big smile on her face.

Gwyn lay on top of him, laughing, and then called clearly, "Daddy!"

Her voice was music to his ears.

“Hi, my princess." He had no idea that he had a daughter, and they had already met each other before.