My Daughter Gave Him Three Chances. He Blew Every Single One.

Synopsis

My husband doesn't love me. He loves our daughter even less. In the six years since she was born, he has never once held her. The doctors called it an emotional detachment disorder—that he simply didn't know how to process or express affection. But the day his ex-lover returned, Adrian smiled. He even brought a gift home for a child. I thought he was finally learning how to be a father. Until my daughter and I saw the lock screen on his phone. In the photo, he was holding a toothless little girl, his other hand tightly intertwined with his ex, Vanessa Hart. Lily grabbed my hand, her eyes rimmed with red. "Mom, is it time for us to leave?" She paused, her voice dropping to a whisper. "Can we give Dad three more chances? If he still doesn't want us after that... we'll go."