Matthew said, "Selina, I'm feeling a little tired, so let me rest for a while."

His voice was low and husky.

She simply hummed in reply.

She thought that perhaps Matthew really was overworked. After all, there was so much work for this man to do, it shouldn't come to anyone's surprise that he would be exhausted by it. Maybe this was why he had come home so early today.

She said to him, "You should go up and take a break then."

Pursing his lips at her, he walked upstairs.

He went into their bedroom.

Selina's bag was still sitting by the window in the bedroom. That abnormally bulging bag.

His piercing gaze cut through it like a sharp sword.

That bag was such an eyesore. He couldn't help picking it up and tossing it into the wardrobe.

He couldn't believe that Selina was that kind of girl.

Yet he couldn't find a single thing out of place when he received that phone call from her. He couldn't find a single reason to convince himself into believing her.

His headache grew worse as he thought about it.

Meanwhile, downstairs, Natalie was knitting a little sweater meant for a child.

While knitting, she started to smile to herself.

It was a sweater made for her unborn baby.

Her eyes glinted with a sense of anticipation.

She was wondering when her baby would be able to fit into the sweater that she had knitted herself.

All of the Whitlock family members couldn't wait for the arrival of this baby.

Selina then walked over to her and asked, "Natalie, are you making a sweater?"

Natalie nodded back at her and replied, "Yes, it's for my baby."

Selina glanced at her and then abruptly broke out into foolish grin.

Just in that second, a thought had suddenly rushed into her head.

She wondered when the time would come when she would also be carrying a baby, Matthew's child to be exact. And that when she would, just as Natalie was right now, be sitting on the couch knitting a baby's sweater.

Natalie glanced at Selina and asked, "What are you smiling at? Do you find my sweater funnylooking because it is not pretty enough?"

Selina composed herself upon hearing Natalie and joked back, "No, the sweater knitted by my sister-in-law is the most beautiful and unique one in the world!"

Natalie pursed her lips and then replied with a smile, "You are flattering me."

and asked, "Hey,

upstairs for some

murmured a small "oh" and said, "He didn't appear to

did not think much about it, "Maybe he's just tired from

sense to Natalie

order the kitchen to

stood up once she heard this, "Don't call the helpers for that.

surprised by her statement,

rich family, who had never participated in such

up on Selina's face, "No, but I

kitchen to specially ask the chef about which kinds of soups would be nourishing for the body. Once

a long time had passed, the

taste,

was not time for dinner yet, but she was

had planned to go upstairs to call him down, but just as she reached the foot of the

should be a

urge to act out the part

Selina filled a bowl with soup. Then, she carefully carried

though she had already worn a pair of insulation gloves to prevent herself from getting

curled up into a small

display of devotion

in her mind, she let loose a

heavens, she had now become a woman head over heels

bedroom door was ajar. Since her hands were not free to open it, she kicked the door gently with

front of the floor-to-ceiling window, his back

that he would be lying in bed as he was so tired. It never occurred to her that he would just

out to him,

He did not respond.

felt a bit light-headed

he was so tired that he was starting to go

and raised

did

around, his eyes looking

her lips at the bowl in her hands and said with an expectant tone, "This is

for you. I

has drunk it yet. You're the first

inve

to. Aren't I

at him with a cheery smile, waiting

back at her, not sparing her a single word in

caught in

too strange this afternoon. Was he so burnt out that he had lost his

shot him a look of dissatisfaction, "Matthew, didn't you hear what I just

"Yes, I heard."

handed the bowl in her hands to him and said, "Then drink it.

to respond

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