The corner of Theo’s lips curled slightly upwards as he stood up and walked over. As he reached out to pull me into his arms, he said, “So don’t make a fuss in the future, or you’ll be the one who ends up exhausted again.” I rolled my eyes at him. He stroked my hair as he said in a deep voice, “I was in the wrong for touching the box without your consent, but I was just curious about what my grandmother left for you.” He paused slightly before continuing. “After opening it, I realized that the items inside were items my grandmother had hoped to use to keep our marriage together. We don’t need any material items to keep our marriage together, and I didn’t want you to think that I hadn’t pushed for the divorce because of the box. That’s why I threw it away. Can you promise me you’ll never bring this up again and that we can live a normal and peaceful life?”It was the first time Theo had ever been so patient, and perhaps even a little humble, when speaking to me about such things.

Zedd’s face turned crimson. “Who said I’m going to be an uncle? Wanda Lane, don’t try to buddy up with me.”“Alright, alright. I won’t do that,” I said as I smiled, thinking that Zedd could be rather cute and naive at times. Gazing at his red face, I asked, “Actually, aren’t things quite nice the way they are now? I thought you liked her. Why don’t you confess your feelings?” “Shut up. Do you really think you know me that well? I’m warning you, don’t poke your nose into other people’s business. Is there anything else you want to say to me? If that’s all, forgive me for not having more time to entertain you.” As he said that, he got up and prepared to leave. I said, “Of course there are other matters I want to bring up. You’re friendly with people at Newlight Media, right?” When I finished speaking, I tilted my gaze upwards to look at him. He had obviously not expected me to ask that question. He was visibly stunned for a moment before snapping back to reality. He said, “Yes,

I secretly apologized to Cecilia once again. I had no other choice. If she did not want Mason to know about this, the only thing I could do was to throw her under the bus with some other excuse. “Pfft!” Mason had not learned his lesson from the soy milk earlier. He had begun eating, and this time, he was now choking on a pancake. I was too lazy to hand him any tissues this time around.“Cecilia told you that?” he asked as he dusted pancake crumbs off himself. “She didn’t say it was you, I guessed that myself. So I came to you to get confirmation.” Though I was feeling somewhat sheepish, I forced myself to continue lying through my teeth. Mason had given up on breakfast after the two interruptions to his meal. As he stood up to walk back to his desk, he said, “I strongly suggest you buy some books to read if you’re this bored. Prenatal education is very important. Don’t let this end up affecting the child.” “Dr. Lynch, I swear that I’m just curious. All you have to do is tell

I did not say anything. It had always been difficult for women to give birth, yet it was rarely something men could empathize with. They always saw it as something simple, thinking that we just had to carry an extra lump of meat within our stomachs for nine months. Theo had always seemed like a chauvinistic male to me, so I was surprised to hear him say that. I soon fell asleep again with him holding me. It was nearly noon when I woke up. “You’re awake. Are you hungry?” Theo did not seem to have slept. He was half-lounging on the bed, holding me with one arm as he used the other to scroll through his phone. I shook my head. He was truly rearing me the way one would rear a pig, getting me to sleep after eating and stuffing me with food the moment I woke up. Craving the warmth of his arms, I lay still and did not move despite no longer feeling sleepy. He put his phone down and turned around to hold me even tighter. After a long while, he said, “It was nice laying with y

Cindy was a sort of responsibility of Theo’s. He would never be able to completely ignore her for the rest of his life. Now, perhaps because of the child or because of other reasons, he treated me quite well. Cindy’s departure had been the best ending I could have imagined of. I should have been happy. “Alright,” he answered quietly as he tightened his grip on me.Since Theo had nothing to do in the afternoon, he hired several handymen. He said they had come to install the crib. Worried I would find the environment noisy, he shooed me into the third-floor bedroom and closed the door behind me, forbidding me to go downstairs. I indeed did not like being interrupted by strangers, so I decided to ignore them and lounge in bed to read. Pregnancy made one much more susceptible to falling asleep. I had no idea when I fell asleep, but it was five in the afternoon when I woke up again. My book was now on the bedside table, and someone had pulled a thin blanket over me. Theo must have co