"Hey!" Mary glared at William. "When did you become so shameless?"
"I don't know either." He chuckled while his smile remained glued to his lips. Grabbing the quilt, he gently covered them both with it while his body moved close to Mary's. "I think it's better if we sleep together!"
As he spoke, he stretched out his hands, intending to touch her tummy.
"What are you doing?" Slightly surprised, Mary shook off his hands and said, "It's time to sleep now."
"Come on, I just want to feel our baby." William frowned and pouted like a kid who had just been deprived of candy. "I can't even touch you now, can I?" he added with an evident hint of grievance.
"Well, you deserve it! I told you you'd be doomed one day when I found that you made a mistake." Raising her chin slightly, Mary gazed at him with apparent provocation.
Yet, even with her sharp eyes, William didn’t seem provoked. Instead, he stared back at her complacently, feeling a tinge of warmth in his heart. "Hmmm…Why don't I remember?" he responded, still wearing a smile.
"It doesn’t matter. I remember it very clearly. I will take back all the grievances I have suffered before!" Mary slightly moved on the bed, now facing him with a cocky expression etched on her face.
"What grievances did you suffer before?"
"There’s a lot of them!" Mary waved her palm before his face and counted with her fingers. "After I signed the contract with you, I was not all
he teacher praised my painting today. I'll go to get it and show it to you!"
"Okay." Nodding, Barry settled his son on the ground and lightly patted his head before watching him run away.
As Ray hurried upstairs, a deafening silence fell in the living room. It was the usual scene whenever the young boy would leave them alone. It seemed that their son was the only reason they could stay together in one room without being awkward with each other.
"Hey… You are back." Selah was the first one to break the silence. She pursed her lips and took a look at Barry.
"Yeah, I’m back. I’m standing right here in front of you." A trace of sarcasm dripped in his voice. And with his indifferent eyes piercing her, Barry removed each layer of his clothes, only leaving a shirt. Then, he walked towards Selah and asked, "Are you making dinner?"
"Yes, I am. It will be ready soon." Even though Selah shared a child with him, she would still get flustered whenever her eyes met his intense gaze. There was just something about him that would immediately send the butterflies fluttering in her stomach.
"Okay," Barry coldly replied, nodding slightly.
Then, the next second, another batch of awkward silence filled the space between them, making Barry even more annoyed. They hadn't seen each other for half a month, and yet this woman wouldn’t talk or even look at him for a long time. She just lowered her head and stared at her feet.