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."

then looked around and

went upstairs

"oh" and said, "He didn't appear to be in

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

made sense to

he's feeling fatigued, I'll order the kitchen to

quickly stood up once she heard this, "Don't call the helpers

by her statement, "You

was a well-cared and spoiled daughter of a rich family,

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

she went over to the kitchen to specially ask the chef about which kinds of soups would be nourishing for

a long time had passed, the

small taste, and found that it was

not time for dinner yet, but she was excited to let Matthew

as she reached the foot of the stairs, she returned

since he was so worn out like this, she should be a kind person and serve it to him

act out the part of a

a bowl with soup. Then,

even though she had already worn a pair of insulation gloves

lips curled

display of devotion to

thought in her mind, she let loose

a woman head

free to open it, she kicked the door gently with her foot and it immediately

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

be lying in bed as he was so

out

He did not respond.

felt a bit light-headed

so tired

and

then did he

turned around, his

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

specially for you. I

two hours. No one has drunk it yet. You're the

inve

I

with a cheery smile,

just stared back at her, not sparing her a single word in

breath caught in

afternoon. Was he so

didn't you hear what I just said

"Yes, I heard."

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

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