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."

looked around and asked, "Hey, where is

went upstairs

small "oh" and said, "He didn't appear to be in a good mood

just tired from working, otherwise he wouldn't have come home

to Natalie as

order the kitchen to cook some soup for

she heard this, "Don't

by her statement,

Selina was a well-cared and spoiled daughter of a rich family, who had never participated in such mundane chores in

smile lit up on Selina's face, "No, but I can start

would be nourishing for the body. Once that was over, she washed the ingredients, cut them up

a long time had passed, the fragrant soup

small taste, and found that it was

for dinner yet, but she was excited to let Matthew try her

him down, but just as she reached

like this, she should be a

did occasionally have the urge to act out the part

bowl with soup. Then, she carefully carried

bowl still felt a little hot, even though she had already worn a pair of insulation gloves

corner of her lips curled up into a

wasn't this her display of devotion

such a thought in her mind, she let loose a

heavens, she had now become a woman head

open it,

saw Matthew standing in front of

lying in bed as he was so tired. It never occurred

called out to him,

He did not respond.

a bit light-headed

was so tired that he was starting to

stepped towards him and raised

then did

his eyes looking

the bowl in her hands and

it specially for you. I

for two hours. No one has drunk

inve

this to. Aren't I

him with a cheery smile, waiting

Matthew just stared back at her, not sparing her

caught in her

been acting far too strange this afternoon. Was

of dissatisfaction, "Matthew, didn't

"Yes, I heard."

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

to respond

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