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 asked, "Hey, where is

went upstairs for some

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

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

to Natalie as

the kitchen to cook some

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

by her statement,

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

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

soups would be nourishing for the body. Once that was over, she

time had passed, the fragrant soup was

gave it a small taste, and found

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

go upstairs to call him down, but just as she reached the foot of the stairs, she returned to

out like this, she should be a

the urge to act out

a bowl with soup. Then, she carefully

little hot, even though she had already worn a

lips curled

display

her mind, she let

a woman head over heels

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

in front of the

would be lying in bed as he was so tired.

called out to

He did not respond.

bit light-headed

tired that he was

and raised her voice,

then did

around, his

and said with an expectant tone, "This

for you.

one has drunk it yet. You're

inve

this to. Aren't I

a cheery smile, waiting for his

not sparing her a single word in

caught

strange this afternoon. Was he so burnt

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

"Yes, I heard."

her hands to him and said,

failed to respond once

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