CHAPTER 77 - WHAT HAPPENED TO THE BOSS?

Kara tossed and turned in her bed. For some reason, she was having a very disturbed sleep and did not know why.

She spent the previous days like before - peaceful - caring for little Xoey all the time.

But she could not explain the inexplicable ache in her chest when she woke up.

Then she felt her cheeks. They were wet.

She wiped them off with the back of his hand, and that was when she heard her baby Xoey cry.

Automatically, her eyes went to the bedside clock and noticed the time. Xoey needed her milk soon, or her baby would create a big fuss, rousing their neighbors with her wails.

She hissed when she moved and felt the usual heaviness on her br*ast when they were full.

Then, she stood from the bed, the skirt of her cotton nightwear falling down her hips, its hem dropping to just below her knee.

The soft material rustled as she walked.

“Hello, Xoey.” Her soft voice alerted the child.

Baby Xoey fixed her watery eyes on her. Tears still clung to her lashes. Her soft rose-bud