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Learning how Sophia was sick of healthy soups, the postnatal caregiver said in a soft voice, “Then I’ll try to make a
lighter version of the soup for you in the future.”
Although there were professionals in the Constance Residence’s kitchen, she was the best candidate to prepare
Sophia’s postnatal food.
Sophia nodded. “Okay, sorry for the trouble.”
After a while, Jennifer came to visit. Her attitude was much better than before, and she rushed over to the crib. “I
heard that Sophia had been discharged from the hospital, so I’m here to see the baby.”
The baby was being held by Matilda. He was staring wide-eyed at something random.
When Jennifer saw him, her expression immediately softened. “Oh, what are you looking at, baby? You look so
serious.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtMatilda asked, “How is Dylan?”
Jennifer’s eyes were still on the baby. She just sighed and replied, “I don’t care anymore. He can do whatever he
wants. It’s his life, after all. If we micromanage too much, he’ll be upset at us again.”
Agreeing to her statement, Matilda nodded. “He’s all grown up now. I’m sure he knows what to do and what not to
do.”
Jennifer reached out and touched the baby’s face. “Actually, I just want to experience the joys of having a
grandchild earlier. He only needs to give birth to a child, and he can do whatever he wants in the future.
I won’t bother him anymore after that.” Then, she added, “You don’t know how much I envy you now.” Matilda held
the baby and bounced him gently. “You can’t force this kind of thing. It’s someone else’s life, and it’s someone
else’s child.” Jennifer stopped talking but continued looking at the little baby lovingly. After sitting downstairs for a
while, Sophia got up and went upstairs. Seeing that, John followed her. A room was prepared for Sophia’s
confinement to ensure her peace and quiet. If she and John slept separately, she would not be disturbed when John
woke up in the morning or went to see the baby in the middle of the night. However, John felt that it was a little too
unnecessary. The child wasn’t sleeping with them, so there was no need for him and Sophia to be separated. He
followed Sophia into the confinement room. The furniture and decoration in the room were minimalistic, and there
was not much difference. Sophia went over and lay down on the bed. John couldn’t help but lie down and hold her
in his arms. After a brief pause, he then kissed her. Sophia pushed him a little but failed to push him off. Turning
over, John pressed her down and kissed her fiercely. After struggling a bit, Sophia gave up and put her arms around
John’s neck. They kissed passionately and desperately, and it was John who took the initiative to stop at last. He
buried his head in Sophia’s neck, his breathing somewhat unstable. “I have to wait more than a month, right?”
Blinking, Sophia stared at the ceiling.
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“After that, it’s up to you how you want to deal with me.” John chuckled. “You say this now, but if you cry and refuse
to go along with me, I can’t do anything to you either.” Sophia laughed too. She had indeed done such a thing
before. Sometimes when there were things that she needed John’s help with, she would promise to reward him in
bed, but when John was about to get his reward, she would push and kick him away or cry and beg him to let her
go. Raising a hand, Sophia stroked John’s hair and suggested, “I won’t cheat you of it this time. Or should I write you
an IOU?” John really took it seriously, after which he immediately turned away from her and got out of the bed.
Rushing all the way to their previous bedroom, he brought back a pen and paper, then asked Sophia to write the
IOU on the spot. Sophia really didn’t intend to cheat this time. Therefore, she sat up and flattened the paper before
drafting a proper IOU. The gist of it was that after the confinement period, Sophia guaranteed that she would let
John do as he pleased to her in bed. John took it over and read it twice. Feeling a little satisfied, he folded the note
and put it in his pocket. Sophia squinted at him as she held the pen. “Am I not trustworthy enough that you have to
make me write it out in black and white?” John snorted. “Not when it comes to sex.” Sophia curled her lips. “You’re
the one who kept tormenting me every time.”
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