It seemed that only by holding her warm body could he feel some peace of mind.

His face rubbed back and forth against her belly through the thin cloth. He could clearly feel the heat of her skin and the heartbeat of the little baby in her belly. At this moment, he was holding not one person, but two.

One was the woman he loved and the other was his child.

Was his life miserable?

His identity was kept hidden. His real mother was right in front of him and he held a grudge for over twenty years.

Twenty years was so long that he thought she was the bad woman who broke up his parents' marriage.

Yet, at this moment he was lucky. He had the woman he loved, he had lovely children, and he had a normal family.

There was everything he wanted at home, including his wife and children ...

Dolores' fingers rubbed through his hair, "What's wrong with you? Tell me. I want to share your burden. I'm your wife."

"I'm upset." He closed his eyes, his face still rubbing back and forth against her belly, "Did it hurt when you gave birth to them?"

It did hurt. It hurt her more and more when she had labour pains. To this day she could still remember the excruciating pain she felt at that time.

But those were all in the past.

"That's why you're in a bad mood, huh?" Dolores lifted his chin and looked down at him by the faint light, "Then you should be nicer to me in the future?"

"Haven't I been good enough to you? I'm close to giving you my life." His hand slid down ...

Dolores frowned and slapped his hand.

Matthew laughed lightly, "You go down for dinner. I'm going out later."

"Aren't you having dinner?" She asked.

"I'll eat out."

that he hid something from her. When she didn't move, Matthew stood up, "Do you want me to carry you

go down then." Victoria and the kids were downstairs. They would be

pinched her nose,

almost eight o'clock, he got up to change his

first time hearing Dolores play the piano

there was an evocative rhythm. All the best times, the brightest days, and the old days

of Dolores. Although they didn't necessarily understand the mood of this

they gently shook their heads, completely unaware of

on the couch, her eyes blurred with

Jolene had

looked at Dolores and was in a trance for a moment as if she

mood. It was the applause of her two kids and Victoria that brought her back to her

haven't touched the piano in a long time. My fingers

of her eyes, smiled, and said, "It's good.

good." Simona flung herself

had been studying the music book for a while and said seriously to Dolores, "Mommy, teach me how to

son's head. At that moment, she saw Matthew standing on the stairs and asked, "Are you

softly, "Hmm, have an

that, he headed to the

asked, "Daddy, when will you come

on the forehead, "I'll be back soon.

not suitable for Dolores to go out now. These two kids could keep her

here, of course, she was

put his

room watching

door,

arrived, he parked the car and walked in. The attendant approached him, "You must be

and gestured for him to

middle of a

middle, and saw Jeffery

heard footsteps and knew who was there without turning around,

thought he had gotten

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