Inside the room, she found that Matthew had fallen fast sleep, various toys strewn all over the bed.
She put away the toys and then carefully tucked the Little boy under the blanket, staring dotingly at his sleeping face for a while.
Ten minutes later, Marcus came out of the bathroom, his hair still dripping wet.
Melissa glanced at him and chastised, âYou should leave now.
â
With nothing but a bath towel wrapped around his waist, Marcus held up his sopping wet suit pants and said, âMy clothes are still soaked.
Do you seriously want me to leave like this?â
âThen dump the clothes in the drier-â Melissa replied matter-of-factly.
But before she could finish her sentence, Marcus suddenly bent over and silenced her with a ki*s-but this time, he was rather gentle.
Instead of being aggressive like he was in the bathroom earlier, he just softly pressed his lips against hers.
Somehow, such a gentle ki*s put Melissa into a deeper trance, and she didnât dare to say anything more.
Seeing that he had successfully tamed her, Marcus said with a faint smile, âAre we good now? Relax! I just want to get some sleep.
Besides, the little guyâs already snoring.
What else can I do?â
At this point, Melissa was too exhausted to argue with him.
So she just turned around and ignored him.
After staring at her back for a few seconds, Marcus shrugged and got in bed next to Matthew, careful not to wake the little boy up.
When he wrapped his big arms around the little boy, he was surprised to find that he was so soft and fragile.
The playful look in Marcusâ eye vanished instantly, replaced by one of affection and tenderness.
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He gently brushed Matthewâs cheek, and a warm sensation surged up in his heart.
Indeed, this child was his flesh and blood-the result of the efforts and love shared between him and Melissa.
Just then, Matthew stirred ever so slightly in his slumber, nestling his face against Marcusâ chest.
Stunned, Marcus couldnât help but nudge Melissa on the shoulder and ask in a soft voice, âDid it hurt when you gave birth to Matthew?â
Melissa, whose back was to him, was still wide awake.
After all, how could she fall asleep with Marcus lying right next to her?
But she chose not to respond and pretended to be asleep.
Being ignored, Marcus stretched out his free hand and touched Melissaâs belly.
It seemed that he wanted to confirm something.
At last, she couldnât help but groan, âFine! It hurt like hell, okay?
Satisfied?â
Hearing that, Marcus immediately withdrew his hand.
Melissa sighed, thinking she was off the hook.
But the next moment, Marcusâ voice sounded from behind her.
âNext time, Iâll be right by your side.
â
Melissa snarled through gritted teeth, ââNext timeâ? There wonât be a ânext timeâ!â