Nana Monty was both embarrassed and angry: "How can you be such a lustful man? I'm about to give birth and you still won't let me go?"
"In a few days that little brat will be born, and you'll only care about him and not me anymore. Of course, I need to seize these few days to indulge a little."
Nana's face turned red, and she cursed: "What kind of dad are you? It'll be a miracle if our son likes you in the future."
"It's fine if he doesn't like me, as long as you do."
Jayden Maguire could already foresee his tragic future life where Nana would definitely be revolving around the child every day, leaving no time for him.
"You're so annoying, I won't like you!" Nana's small hands were soft and powerless as she pushed against Jayden: "Stop it, go to sleep, I'm so tired."
She finally had a good sleep tonight, only to have her sweet dreams disrupted by him.
Jayden shamelessly said, "You sleep your sleep, I'll play my play, don't mind me."
Play?
Play with his wife?
