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,

upstairs for some

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

he's just tired from working, otherwise

sense to Natalie as

order the kitchen

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

statement, "You know how

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

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

about which kinds of soups would be nourishing for the body. Once that was over, she washed the ingredients, cut them up and

time had passed, the fragrant soup

taste, and found that it

yet, but she

down, but just as she reached

should be

act out

soup. Then, she carefully carried the

even though she had already worn a pair of insulation

of her lips curled up into

this her display of

thought in her mind, she

had now become a woman head

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

Matthew standing in front of

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

out to

He did not respond.

a bit light-headed at

was so tired

him and

did

turned around, his

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

for

has drunk it yet. You're

inve

Aren't I treating you so

him with a cheery

her, not sparing her a single word in

caught

strange this afternoon. Was he so burnt out

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

"Yes, I heard."

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

failed to respond once

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