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."

around and asked, "Hey, where

went upstairs

said, "He didn't appear to be in a good

just tired

to Natalie as

said, "If he's feeling fatigued, I'll order the kitchen to cook some soup for him

up once she heard this, "Don't call the helpers for that. I'll make it

was surprised by her statement, "You know how to make

and spoiled daughter of a rich family, who had never

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

passed,

taste, and found that it was

dinner yet, but she was excited to let Matthew

call him down, but just as she

like this, she should be a kind person and

did occasionally have the urge to act out the part of a

soup. Then, she carefully carried

already worn a pair of insulation gloves to prevent herself

curled up into a

her display of

in her mind, she

heavens, she had now become a woman head over heels

Since her hands were not free to open it,

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

he would be lying in bed as he was so tired.

called out

He did not respond.

a bit light-headed at

so tired that he

and raised her

then did

his eyes looking

pursed her lips at the bowl in her hands and said with an expectant

specially for

hours. No one has

inve

Aren't I treating

with a cheery

back at her, not sparing her a single word in

breath caught

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

of dissatisfaction, "Matthew, didn't you hear

"Yes, I heard."

her hands to him and said, "Then drink it. Here

to

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