I Am the Tutor of Count's Daughter

Chapter 34

It stood out. It was very cute. She  looked like a squirrel. Her troubled expression was cute and funny, so I wanted to make fun of her. It would be fun to put it in your pocket and take it out when you’re bored.

“Oh, no. I’m confident. Amber is… She’s very smart.”

“All right, trust your passion ,Let’s see.”

The daughter wasn’t interested in reading the letters.

Kurner’s family had the wealth and reputation that would not matter to the extent that her daughter could not read the letters. He left Amber alone because he didn’t feel any reason to cure dyslexia.

Paul misunderstands that staying away from his daughter is because he thinks of her as an affair, but the truth is, but It was the other way around. The daughter was obviously the right one.

Every time I saw my daughter’s lack of reading letters that anyone could learn for granted, I overlapped with myself a half-men who couldn’t keep a wife.

It’s hard. I didn’t see my daughter.

But with this woman, Elin’s…. attitude that claims amber to be smart made me wonder.

What does she see in  Amber?

Instead of what I lack in my daughter , won’t I be able to see her in her true self?

And with a two-month period, at least this woman can’t quit her job within two months.

In the meantime, if She quit her  job because She couldn’t stand Amber, I was going to pick up on her offer today.

“Thank you, Count.”

Not knowing Kerner’s intentions, she was moved, holding hands together.

“However, there are conditions.”

“Conditions?”

“I’ve extended the period from two weeks to two months, so it’s hard to see it twice a day. Whether you eat, drink tea, or take a walk, let’s do it once a day. Sometimes you can skip a day .Then let’s postpone the date by one day.”

“Second, you should be there, too. I don’t know how to treat my daughter.”

Kerner spoke honestly.

It has been three years since I spent time with my daughter since the accident. Of course, even before that, he spent very little time with his daughter as he traveled to the battlefield.

It would have been better if it was a boy, but spending time alone with his daughter was a difficult task for Kerner.

“That’s the condition.”

“As a teacher, I’m sure I can do that for you. Then when will you start making time for her ?”

Too shiny brown eyes were so dazzling that Kerner briefly closed his eyes and massaged the eyelid with his fingers.