Unexpectedly, Marcus didn't press her further. Instead, he caressed her waist tenderly and showered her with kisses.

He then said in a raspy tone, “Move in with me!"

Resting against him, Melissa Listened to the steady rhythm of Marcus' heart.

Despite exhaustion, sleep clouded with concerns for Matthew's well-being.

The thought of the Smith family not backing down filled her with dread as she feared for Matthew's safety in the days ahead.

The possibility of the Fowler family stepping in to protect him brought her a glimmer of hope, yet also sadness.

Tears welled up in Melissa's eyes as she contemplated being away from her little boy. She held Matthew in her arms tenderly.

In truth, Matthew had been her pillar over the recent years.

She had always dreamed of providing him with the world's finest.

Following the accident, she recognized Marcus as a good father.

The next day, Melissa awoke to find it was already half past eight.

Surprised at herself for sleeping in, she quickly sat up and touched her head. This was a rare occurrence.

Marcus and Matthew were nowhere to be seen.

The aroma of toasted bread filled the air from the dining room, as well as Matthew's chatter. Occasionally, Marcus' deep voice could be heard too...

Feeling a rush of embarrassment, Melissa lay back down and covered her face.

She had no regrets about the previous night, but she found herself unsure of how to interact with Marcus now.

Just then, she heard the sound of footsteps approaching the door.

There stood Marcus, impeccably dressed. Noticing Melissa hiding her face, he offered a gentle smile and cheerfully announced, “Morning!

Breakfast is ready!"

At the sound of his voice, Melissa sat up and playfully complained, "Why didn't you wake me up earlier?"