For someone like Luke, it was useless to reason with them. In their mind, what they thought was always right.
It was just a waste of breath.
When Kingsley returned to the apartment, Sherman was already sleeping soundly.
When he sat down on the bed, the bedsprings creaked a bit. Sherman felt it and slowly opened her eyes a slit. "You're back."
"Am I waking you up?" Kingsley said in a low and soft voice.
"It's okay." She opened her eyes a slit again and patted the vacant place next to her.
Understanding what she meant, Kingsley lifted the quilt, rested his head on the pillow, and fell into deep thought.
He was thinking about Luke.
Sherman instinctively turned sideways and wrapped her arms around his waist. Her face pressed against his abdomen and asked, "How was it?"
"Not great. I think maybe I should have brought that tub of bathwater over and let him drink it." Kingsley's
hand lightly stroked her hair.
Sherman smiled. "Perhaps it would have helped if we added some special ingredients in it."
"You should go back to sleep now. It's already one o'clock in the morning. You need to rest." He dropped his large hands to her waist and rose slightly to kiss her on the forehead.
"But I'm not sleepy at the moment. I don't want to sleep. I want to talk to you." She was refreshed by now. She had no desire to sleep, and she couldn't sleep at all.
She was always sleepy after getting pregnant and couldn't get up every morning. She felt very sleepy and tired this morning, so she just lay in bed and didn't want to get up.
Kingsley was worried about her, so he advised her not to go to work. He was going to call the manager to help Sherman ask for leave.
When Sherman heard what Kingsley had said, she raised her head and said righteously, "You can't do this. You let me play truant."
He said with a gentle smile, "I'm doing this for you. If i t were anyone else, it wouldn't matter to me."
"Is it good to be so mushy in the morning?" Sherman lazily nestled in his arms. Kingsley said, "It's quite good." Then, he carried her to the bathroom.
She found the most comfortable position in his arms, hugged him around the neck, and said with a sweet smile, "I like being mushy."
He replied, "I know."
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