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

went upstairs for

"He didn't appear to be

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

to Natalie

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

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

statement, "You know how to make

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

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

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

a long time had passed, the fragrant soup was

taste, and found that it was

she was excited to let Matthew try

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

he was so worn out like this, she should be a

occasionally have the urge to act out

a bowl with soup. Then, she

hot, even though she had already worn a

her lips curled up into a small

this her display

a thought in her mind, she let loose a

a woman head

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

of the floor-to-ceiling window, his back

that he would be lying in bed as he was so

out

He did not respond.

felt a bit light-headed

was so tired that he was starting to go

stepped towards him and

then did

turned around, his eyes looking

her lips at the bowl in her hands and

for

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

inve

to. Aren't I treating

with a cheery smile, waiting for his words

her, not sparing her a single word in

breath caught in

too strange this afternoon. Was he so burnt out that

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

"Yes, I heard."

hands to him and said,

to

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