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 Melissa's belly. It seemed that he wanted to confirm something. At last, she couldn't help but groan, "Fine! It hurt like hell, okay?

Satisfied?"

Hearing that, Marcus immediately withdrew his hand.

Melissa sighed, thinking she was off the hook. But the next moment, Marcus' voice sounded from behind her.

"Next time, I'll be right by your side."

Melissa snarled through gritted teeth, "'Next time'? There won't be a ‘next time'!"

However, instead of getting angry, Marcus chuckled softly and rested his big palm on her belly... Then he smiled with satisfaction.

The following day, Melissa woke up early.

As soon as she peeled her eyes open, she met Marcus' tender gaze.

She didn't know how long he had been staring at her like this, and she felt somewhat creeped out.

“Did you sleep well?"

Marcus' voice was hoarse, as though he too had just woken up.

Thinking of his wet clothes from last night, Melissa got out of the bed and said, “I'll put your clothes in the dryer so that you can leave before Julie gets up!"

But Marcus stopped her and said lazily, “Sylvia will send me new clothes later."

Melissa was dumbfounded.

"Sylvia's coming over?"

Lying in bed, Marcus gently patted Matthew, who was sleeping soundly on his chest.

He looked at the little boy dotingly and answered, “Yeah, she'll drop by to deliver the clothes. Got a problem with that?"