His voice always carried a reassuring steadiness, a strength that filled her with a profound sense of security.
Jiayi let out a soft sigh, suppressing her unease.
"Has the baby been good today?" He hooked his finger gently, lifting her chin.
What worried him most today was this—concerned that her body wouldn't be able to handle it.
Jiayi nodded. "The baby was moving a while ago but has settled down now. Probably tired."
"Alright, I'll have a word with them." Taking the initiative, he placed his large hand over her rounded belly, gently stroking through the wedding dress, as if soothing the two little ones, telling them not to trouble their mommy.
She couldn't help but smile through her exasperation. Was this man comforting the babies or taking advantage of her?
