When Matthew Grant returned to his room, nca Roach was taking a bath.


    Matthew Grant nced in the direction of the bathroom, his eyes deepened, and turned and left the room to avoid things getting out of control.


    Ten minutester, nca Roach had finished her shower and was sitting in the checkroom outside the bathroom, having carefully finished her skin care, blow-dried her hair until it was semi-dry, and pushed her hands through the mirror before she stood up in satisfaction.


    She changed into a clean bathrobe and pushed out the door.


    Matthew Grant had already finished showering in the downstairs bathroom, and was now sitting on the sofa in his room, wearing a ck bathrobe, with his corbone hidden, and his hair lying thinly on his forehead, which made him feel much more juvenile.


    When he saw her, a smile spread to the corners of his eyes, “Come here.”


    nca Roach lifted her feet and walked over, and just as she got close, she was pulled to sit down beside him.


    Matthew Grant’s fingers were cold, and nca Roach shivered a little at the prospect of taking a cold shower in this cold weather.


    “No hot water downstairs?” She asked.


    “Yes,” Matthew Grant paused lightly, she looked at her disgruntled, her eyes almost said “are you out of your mind”, he did not exin, just smiled.


    nca Roach bristled and grunted, “You’re in good health.”


    Matthew Grant “hmmm”,ughing carelessly, “You didn’t know?”


    “…” nca Roach reacted for two seconds, understood his words, and immediately pushed him away breathlessly, “Rascal!”


    “Okay, no more teasing you.” Matthew Grant stifled augh and took her into his arms, leaning back together on the couch.


    nca Roach outwardly feigned annoyance, but in reality, leaning into his arms, the corners of her lips couldn’t help but curl upward.


    She was pregnant and sensitive, so she knew that Matthew Grant was doing all of this to make her happy.


    The Inte is a big deal, and she knows it’s not true, but she’s still at her wits’ end in the face of vicious abuse fromizens.


    Matthew Grant has had evidence collected and I believe it won’t be long before this farce is over.


    nca Roach breathed a sigh of relief in his arms.


    The smell of his scent on the tip of her nose soothed all the restlessness in her heart.


    Noticing her rxation, Matthew Grant’s face grew a little more smiling.


    Then he reached out and touched her head, touching a handful of wetness.


    Matthew Grant suddenly frowned, “Why don’t you blow dry your hair ande out.”


    nca Roach skimmed her lips, “It’s not good to blow dry, this is enough.”


    Matthew Grant, who would not listen to her reasoning, got up and went to get the hair dryer to blow her hair by hand.


    nca Roach would refuse his initiative and leaned back on the sofa to enjoy his service.


    Matthew Grant’s long, slender fingers passed between her thick ck hair, one white and one ck, the difference in color so great that it gave a strong impact on the eye.


    The warm breeze blew and Matthew Grant’s movements were gentle.


    nca Roach closed her eyes like this, and she got a little sleepy in no time.


    Matthew Grant also noticed it and was helpless and spoiled.


    After drying her hair, his little wife had fallen asleep on the couch.


    Matthew Grant came up to her and sprayed her face with his warm breath.


    He saw her eyshes fluttering gently and her pale cheeks were pink and looked extraordinarily well.


    Matthew Grant’s eyes fell on her bulging belly and his brow softened some more.


    Hisrge hand was pressed against her belly through the robe.This material belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    This was his and nca’s second child.


    As if sensing his father’s movements, the baby moved his hands or feet to interact with him.


    Matthew Grant’s eyes widened in surprise and he suddenly withdrew his hand and looked at her belly in disbelief.


    The baby seemed to be sad that daddy was leaving so soon, and moved again and quieted down.


    The room was quiet, and outside the window was an even quieter night.


    In front of him was his sleeping lover, and his unborn second baby.


    Matthew Grant suddenly felt that the first half of his miserable life was not without any meaning, at least let him have all the happiness now.