Right after the four children left, the scene quietened.
Looking at Dorothy, Ludwig somehow felt something seemed different. âWhere is Xienna Stoermer?
She didnât give you a hard time, did she?â
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Dorothy did not answer that question, but she said, âWe havenât met for so long. Do you miss me?â
âI do!â
âWhy donât you come and hug me then?â
This woman should be his wife, and there was no mistake. She would occasionally act cute like a
spoiled child and ask for a hug.
Without hesitation, Ludwig stepped up and held her firmly. Smelling her scent, he floundered her
perfect skin with his large hands, the sensation of which couldnât have felt better.
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âHoney, your figure seems to have changed!â
âWhat? Could it be that postpartum body?â
âStay calm. Itâs getting better. Look, there is a lot of flesh here with a two-size increment. It is also very
bouncyâ¦â
âJeez. Weâre outside. Why are you so rude? The children are still over there!â
âDidnât they just leave?â
âHoly crap!â
Four small heads poked out of the tree in front of them while staring at them with widened eyes. Their
faces were filled with curiosity, so they probably wanted to know how the younger sister would be born.
Ludwig slapped his forehead with his hand. âI think these wimpy brats need to be taught a lesson.â
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Like a hen protecting her chicks, Dorothy knitted her beautiful brows. âYou dare?! Arenât they a little too
cute? Iâll beat you up if you dare to hit them.â
âSigh. A loving mother will have spoiled childrenâ¦â
âGet lost! You still have another child, so you donât love them dearly. Iâll love the children that I gave
birth to!â Dorothy said as she ran toward the children.
âHey! Why are you leaving? What about bearing to the younger sister? We havenât even started yet!â
âTo hell with that! Iâm satisfied with four children!â
Indeed, she was making a fuss about it. But didnât he just say something perfectly normal? As a result,
his initial euphoria from missing her was diminished. Whom should he reason with, then?
Well, nothing could be done.
Ludwig couldnât help but go over.
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Winter walked back and forth as if he was looking for something, but he ended up failing to find it.
Sounding disappointed, he said, âWhere is the younger sister? Where is my younger sister?â
âYour younger sister isnât born yet!â
Ludwig said, âYour mother said she doesnât want to give birth, and neither does she want your younger
sister.â
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Winter immediately cried and knelt on the ground, refusing to get up. Wailing, he insisted on having a
younger sister. Dorothy couldnât help but pick him up. âIf I have your younger sister, then I wonât be able
to hug you in the future. Iâll only hug her. Your toys and snacks will have to be given to her. Do you want
that?â
Winter thought for a long while. Pointing at his brother, he said childishly, âAn older brotherâs toys
should be given to his baby sister.â
The wimpy brat already knew so much.
Dorothy said, âI can give you a sister in the future, but I have something cooler that is more fun. Do you
want to see it?â
âMom? What is the fun thing?â
âIs it a car?â
âI want Super Wings!â
âSuper Wings are no fun. I want a flying swordâ¦â