My Love Debts Are Everywhere!

Meanwhile, the little girl on the right wore a white lolita nightgown, her long white hair fashioned into a bun on her right shoulder, giving her a mature appearance despite her chubby and adorable face.

These two delightful girls are none other than Fiona and Charlotte.

With happy and excited faces, the two girls confidently made their way to Leon's room.

"Sister, do you truly want to accompany me to Daddy's room to sneak some sleep in his bed?" Fiona asked, her chubby, curious face turning toward Charlotte beside her.

Upon hearing Fiona's question, Charlotte nodded eagerly, clearly displaying her excitement.

"Of course! I'm furious with Daddy for not searching for me these past few days. I intend to demand an explanation from him in the morning when he wakes up," Charlotte declared, puffing up her chubby cheeks in dissatisfaction.

During these two days, Leon hadn't looked for her or even sought her out to tell her new fairy tales or play, which made her very upset.

It wasn't that Charlotte had never considered visiting his room to see him, but she was currently preoccupied preparing a surprise for her daddy.

Yet her daddy hadn't taken the initiative to seek her out or call her to play.

Instead, Fiona, the younger sister, always manages to spend time with her daddy and is even taught how to write and read!

How could Charlotte not feel a twinge of anger and jealousy?

After all, her love for Leon was no less than Fiona's, and Charlotte even felt she loved him more than the innocent Fiona, who didn't understand what love truly meant.

'Humph! Stinky daddy! Your daughter is so angry with you! Humph! Humph!' Charlotte pursed her lips, snorted coldly, and continued to grumble inwardly.

Despite her mature and composed demeanor, she found it impossible to remain calm after witnessing Leon's favoritism and partiality in sharing his love and affection between her and Fiona.

On the other hand, seeing her sister puffing up her cheeks and looking angry, Fiona could only blink her round eyes a few times and dared not comment further.

As her twin, Fiona knew her sister very well.

If her sister was angry, it would be very intimidating, and even her other sister, Iris, didn't dare disturb her, let alone her, the youngest among the three.

The two continued walking down the hallway and finally arrived at the door of Leon's room.

As Charlotte gazed at the door of the room and the familiar nighttime atmosphere, she couldn't shake the sense of déjà vu from the previous night.

"Alright, Fiona. We'll sneak in quietly, or Daddy will wake up, okay?" Charlotte whispered to Fiona, gesturing with her index finger over her mouth.

"Um! I understand!" Fiona nodded eagerly, her gesture resembling a chick pecking, as she covered her mouth with one small palm.

Although Fiona had often snuck into Leon's room before, she had never encountered a situation as complicated as this and usually just barged right in.

However, with her sister's directive to keep quiet, Fiona could only comply.

Slowly, Charlotte gripped the doorknob and pushed, only to find the door locked tight.

"Hmm? Locked? Is it still as it was that night?" Charlotte furrowed her brow and made another attempt to open it.

Unfortunately, the door remained steadfastly closed, prompting Charlotte to purse her lips in frustration.

"Locked?" Fiona, standing beside her, suddenly interjected with a small smile playing on her lips and continued, "Sister, why are you so confused? Don't each of us already possess a duplicate key to access Daddy's bedroom?"

Upon hearing Fiona's words, Charlotte, initially irritated, was momentarily taken aback, her golden eyes sparkling with a newfound realization.

Nevertheless, she pursed her lips once more as she checked the pocket of her nightgown.

"I didn't bring the key; I left it in the room," Charlotte admitted with a slight sigh.

Fiona giggled and reassured her, "Don't worry, Sister. If you didn't bring it, then do you think I didn't bring it too?"

Charlotte's eyes lit up once more, and she gazed at Fiona with renewed excitement.

"Did you bring it?" Charlotte asked eagerly.

"Hehehe~" Fiona chuckled mischievously, slipping her right hand into the pocket of her nightgown.

With a gleeful grin, she raised her hand triumphantly.

"Tada! I brought it!" Fiona exclaimed excitedly, holding up the pink key in her tiny hand.

A sense of pride adorned her chubby little face, impossible to conceal.

As someone who frequently sneaks into her daddy's room, how could she possibly not have this secret weapon with her?

Otherwise, how else could she manage to sneak in?

Looking at the pink key, Charlotte's eyes sparkled with delight, and she clapped her hands happily.

"Wow! You're so clever, Fiona! Just as I expected from my little sister!" Charlotte exclaimed excitedly, wrapping Fiona in a warm hug and planting kisses on her chubby cheeks.

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"Hehehe~" Pleased by Charlotte's praise, Fiona giggled, a cute smile gracing her lips.

After a moment, Charlotte released her hug from Fiona and exclaimed, "Let's open the door right away!"

Upon hearing this, Fiona nodded, a smile playing on her small lips as she confidently inserted the pink key into the keyhole of Leon's bedroom door.

With this pink key, she had successfully broken in and slept on her daddy's belly last night, instilling confidence that tonight would yield the same result.

However...

*Clack! Clack!*

As Fiona turned the key to the left, she encountered an unexpected obstruction preventing it from fully turning.

"Hmm? This is strange. Why won't it open?" Fiona's surprise was evident in her chubby face.

Refusing to give up, she applied additional force to turn it, yet encountered the same resistance, as if something were impeding the key's movement.

"Sister, the key couldn't unlock the door! What should we do?" Fiona asked frantically, turning her gaze to Charlotte beside her.

Witnessing this, Charlotte was shocked and couldn't believe her eyes.

"Let me try," Charlotte said.

"Um!" Fiona removed her hand from the key and passed it to Charlotte.

As Charlotte attempted to turn the key, she found it stuck, refusing to budge.

This left her blinking in confusion.

"No... This can't be right," Charlotte murmured, unable to accept the result.

With all her strength, she persisted in trying to force the lock to turn, until...

*Crack!*

The pink key in Charlotte's hand snapped into two pieces.

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