In the past, she always wished for a warm and happy family.
Whether rich or not, they could have lived i n peace.
Yet now, she realized it was too much to wish for.
He might be a good father, but never a good husband!
The dinner was soon ready, but only enough for two people.
Luke looked calm.
He didn't cheekily help himself this time.
Instead, he held the cup of warm water, staring at the mother and son thoughtfully.
Eileen frowned.
She felt quite uncomfortable seeing him like that.
She didn't want to quarrel with him in front of Brad, so she could only endure.
Children were always happy. They had no worries and could sleep quickly after a meal.
After a while, Brad fell asleep with rosy cheeks, looking cute.
Eileen sat on the edge of the bed, covering him with the quilt.
As she saw the man out of the corner of her eye, she said, "I don't want to have a row with you or wake Brad up, so leave now."
"When are you going to remarry me?" He asked flatly.
Eileen was patting Brad. She paused, her fingers trembling. Closing her eyes, Eileen resisted the urge to throw the cup in his face, saying, "Forget it! I'll never remarry you.”
"Won't remarry me? Then who else do you want to marry? The man called Ruben?"
Luke wrinkled his brow.
"It has nothing to do with you, Luke. I won't remarry you unless I die," Eileen said slowly.
Luke narrowed his eyes. "Do you believe I will take Brad away and you can never see him again?"
"Okay."
Luke froze.
Okay?
Was it the answer from a mother?
She bit it so hard that it began to bleed.
It was too late to go to the hospital today.
She planned to wait until tomorrow.
Luke carried Brad into his room.
Just after one night, he was used to sleeping with the child.
Perhaps it was because he had never experienced the feeling of sleeping with his child before.
The doctor had prescribed him medicine to help him calm down and sleep.
Indeed, he didn't sleep well every night, especially after dreaming of Zora’s tragic death.
As long as the nightmare woke him up, he would be awake for the rest of the night.
After swallowing three capsules, Luke held Brad in his arms.
He then fell into a deep sleep, breathing steadily and evenly.
Early in the morning, Brad found himself tightly encircled by someone's arms.
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