Chapter 5
They struggled for half an hou
Tally, they had no choice but to call an ambulance.
The i
e two weir carried onto the ambalance in a bizarte positio
1 stood on the balcony, watching the ambulance gradually disappear from sigh
Only then did I return to the guest trom.
The baby was sleeping sweetly in the cribs, completely unaware of what had happened.
1 stroked his little face, silently making a premise.
Baby, don’t worry
Mom will pr
protect you
Then, my gate fell on the pink bottle on the bed.
Good
They used it all
Mark and Lisa didn’t return until the next evening
One walking with his thighs pressed together.
One with her butt clenched.
They hobbled in one after another.
Their postures looked very strange.
I had to pinch my palm hard to keep from laughing our loud.
“Where were you? I haven’t seen either of you all day?”
I asked with feigned concern, my gaze moving between them.
An unnatural expression flashed across Mark’s face, his eyes avoiding mine.
“The company had something urgent. I was busy all day. I just happened to run into Lisa downstairs, so we came back together.”
His voice was floating, completely unconvincing.
I turned, my gaze landing on Lisa
“Lisa, why did you disappear all day without saying anything? I was worried something happened to you.”
Lisa’s face was frighteningly pale, her lips trembling slightly.
Obviously, she hadn’t found a suitable excuse.
She could only stammer. “Miss Evans…
Seeing this, Mark quickly covered for her:
Chapter 5
“Lisa had some family issues, she asked me for leave, I was losy I forgot to you.”
Lisa quickly nodded in agreement, afraid I would continue questioning.
“Miss Evans, I’ll go take care of the baby now.
Iwaved my hand, my tone relaxed;
“No need my parents said they miss the baby, in they in taking care him for few days. You can take it easy foo
Lisa froze for a moment, finally respouling quietly:
- “Then I’ll go make dinner for you now.‘
I nodded, my time flat. “Go ahead.”
She sneaked a glance at Mark, her eyes full of grievance.
But Mark was already struggling enough, with no energy to comfort her.
Lisa could only turn away, slowly shuffling into the kitchen with her buttocks enched,
Her ba
back looked quite
miserable.
Every step seemed to be enduring tremendous pain.
Honestly
felt sorry for her.
Working like a mule by day, acting like a prostitute by night.
And still having to cook for me while injured.
How pitiful
The clatter of pots and pans came from the kitchen
Lisa’s movements were clearly much slower than usual.
Mark bit his lip tightly, holding the edge of the sofa as he slowly sat
down.
The pain on his face was almost overflowing, but he still held it in without making a sound.
I pretended not to notice his abnormality.
I walked to his side, affectionately put my arms around his neck, and planted myself on his lap
1 deliberately wiggled around while pouting:
“Babe, the baby’s not home, we
we can finally have some couple time.”
Mark’s body suddenly stiffened, his face turning ugly.
His fingers gripped the edge of the sofa tightly, his knuckles turning white from the pressure.
