Felicia could barely keep up
But the atmosphere was too intense, and everything felt so natural and past right. When Stephan bit her earlobe again, Felicia could no longer tolerate it and bit back. Their passionate exchange continued until nichtfall
The entire attemon had slipped into the evening before they finally settled down.
When Felicia regained her senses, a memory flickered in her mind. She asked Stephan, “Did someone knock on the door earlier this evening?
“Yes,” Stephan responded calmly, though his voice <b>had </b>a husker ring to it
Felicia winced as she confirmed it wasn’t a dream, and soon<b>, </b><b>she </b>remembered who had locked. It seemed like Imogen hade over, perhaps to invite them for dinner. Imogen had locked on the door while carrying Caleb.
But the atmosphere inside had been too intense at that moment, and Felicia had been too groggy to respond.
Stephanshan’t replied.
In the end, Imogen clicked her tongue in frustration and left with Caleb. Before she left, she instructed her men to ensure no one approached the door or knocked until it was opened from the inside<b>. </b>
Felicia sighed, pulling the nket over her head. Her voice sounded muffled from underneath. “I’m not going out. You go away.” Stephan chucked, ping the nket off her as he coaxed, “It’s all legal. What’s the problem? You’re too shy, Mrs. Russell”
Felicia red at him but couldn’t hide the fact that her stomach <b>was </b>rumbling loudly.
turned out their bedtime activities had indeed drained her energy even though she had eaten so much earlier in the afternoon Felicia sighed. To hungry.”
She muttered, but no one responded. Felicia nced up at Stephan, only to find him staring at her t stomach while deep in thought. His gaze was dark <b>and </b>unreadable. Her heart skipped a beat
Stephan suddenly spoke, but his voice was too soft, almost like he was speaking to himself. Felicia didn’t catch it, so she asked, “<b>What</b>?”
“It’s nothing. Let me carry you to the bathroom, then we can go downstairs and have dinner,” Stephan said, picking Felicia up from the bed and heading toward the bathroom. Felicia didn’t have the strength to resist and allowed him to take care of her.
After freshening up, they beaded downstairs. It was already 5:00 pm
Imogen hadn’t gone to bed yet. She had finished her postpartum recovery period and perhaps because she had dealt with her problematic husband, she had been in a better mood recently. Though she would asionally appear <b>a </b>little lost, it was only <b>for </b>a brief moment.
All of Imogen’s attention was focused on Gleb
Caleb, who had just turned one month old,y on the couch. His round, curious eyes immediately locked onto Felicia when she walked down
wn the stair
stairs<b>. </b>
At this age, babies weren’t afraid of strangers, nor did <b>they </b>really recognize anyone. They were interested in everything around them When Caleb saw Felicia, he <b>grinned </b>widely, Beeling and falling als hands in delight. Felicia was about to pick him up, but then hesitated and pulled her hand back.
Stephan leaned in closeto Felicia’s rar, his <b>voice </b>low enough that <b>only </b>they could bear. “Do you like him?=
Felicia didn’t