Chapter 92 Chapter Ninety Two

Sydney ’s POV

Gently, Mark moved closer to the baby cot and lowered Aiden who had fallen asleep in his arms I to it.

He covered him well with the blankets and still patted him for a while before he pulled away.

He flexed his shoulders and rolled his neck and arm, that must have gone sore from carrying Aiden for so long.

Then he casually perched at the foot of the bed, his hands briefly grazed my feet before he placed his hands on his thighs.

"Why are you so keen on finding Lucas, though?" He asked as he faced the pole that was at the foot of the bed. He turned to me and his shoulders lifted in the briefest shrug, "I mean, it's been so long since he contacted you or tried to reach out to you. He hasn't made any attempt since he left."

"You can not say that," I felt the stupid urge to defend him and I did. "What if something happened to him and he's unable to reach out to anyone? What if he's scared if reaching out?" I shrugged, "There are lots of what ifs, you know."

Mark bobbed his he