Riley was confused. Her initial reaction was that Matthew had called someone to capture her. She had contemplated making a run for it, but upon closer consideration, she realized that as long as it were not Matthew but Mitchell and the others who came, she was confident she could escape. With these thoughts in mind, she decided to wait.Before long, a handsome man with a gloomy expression walked over. He was dressed in a custom-tailored suit, looking coldly at Riley. Oh, snap! Travis!Riley barely had time to think before climbing back over the wall and escaping. Her mind raced with questions about how Matthew allied with this guy and how they even knew each other.Matthew glanced at Travis and said, "I've given you the information. Watch her closer, and don't let her ruin someone else's marriage again.""Okay," Travis replied and left the yard.At the same time, Travis ordered his men to chase after Riley.When Cynthia overheard the phone call, she wanted to stand up and hel
Matthew tried to convince her, "Do you not notice that she likes Travis?"Cynthia thought for a moment and then shook her head. So far, she could only sense that Riley had some interest in Travis. After all, if Riley truly liked him, she would not come to Cynthia for help with cover."It's normal that you didn't notice. These past few months, she and Travis have had several encounters. If you actually help her, it will ruin their little game." Cynthia was intrigued. "Little game?" Matthew uttered, "It's a game of cat and mouse. She's running, and he's chasing."Cynthia had not heard of this before, and she was puzzled. "When I was pursuing you, would you have liked it if someone had interfered in our matter?" Matthew asked her.Cynthia thought about it and replied, "I'm okay either way."Regardless of interference or not, if fate led two people together, they would be together. If they were not destined to be together, they would not be together, no matter what."But I woul
While Cynthia was messaging Riley, Matthew sensed that his phone had vibrated, and he knew the call was connected.Riley had found a safe hiding spot and was puzzled by the call. "Captain?"She waited for a response but heard nothing from the other end. Just as she was about to hang up, a voice from a distance came through. "What did Riley reply?""She hasn't replied to me yet." Their voices were barely audible, but Riley immediately understood the call's purpose.It was a trap.Matthew suggested, "Why don't you call her? Regardless of what she says later, I still believe their game is meant for the two of them, and you shouldn't interfere."Cynthia agreed, "Okay."Matthew promptly hung up his phone.In the past, Cynthia would have noticed such a subtle move from him, but her pregnancy had slightly distracted her attention, causing a delayed reaction. Nevertheless, she remained smarter than most.Cynthia dialed Riley's number. Riley picked up, secretly mocking Matthew's cr
Cynthia finally understood the situation clearly. They were not just playing a game of 'cat and mouse' but were genuine companions."Do you still have to ignore me because of her?" Cynthia realized she was in a tight spot and hastily added, "I won't actually ignore you. After being together for so long, don't you understand me by now?"Matthew looked at her, obviously implying that her explanations would not work this time."I'm hungry." She switched tactics.Matthew always cared about her eating and drinking habits and did not continue pressing the issue. "What would you like to eat?""Beef stew.""I'll make it for you. Stay put.""Okay!" Cynthia agreed promptly. Matthew went to prepare the ingredients to cook for her. Ever since he got married to Cynthia, he had hired chefs from various cuisines to teach him how to cook. He did this so that he could prepare meals that suited her taste during pregnancy. Online sources claimed that during pregnancy, women's tastes often ch
"We've replaced all the locks in the house with smart locks. Didn't you notice?" Matthew stated with utmost seriousness.Cynthia pondered for a moment. Could she honestly say that she had not noticed?Matthew explained, "If we were still using the old locks, I'd be worried that you'd faint inside a room one day, and I'd have to waste time looking for the keys."With the smart locks, unlocking the door was as simple as using a fingerprint scan. Cynthia used to think Matthew was unyielding, seemingly unaffected no matter how tough the training was. However, he had become incredibly cautious and attentive ever since she became pregnant."Alright," Cynthia conceded without pressing further."Your beef stew will be ready soon," Matthew reminded her, gently pinching her cheek. He added, "Don't do anything risky."Cynthia wholeheartedly agreed.At noon, Jonathan, Hank, Tracy, and the others arrived. Since Cynthia became pregnant, they would make regular visits. Originally, they intende
Kendrick had long coveted these two adorable kids. Finally, he could have them in his care this time."There's one more thing," Cynthia said as she pulled a document out of her bag.Kendrick, immersed in joy, asked eagerly, "Tell me."Cynthia handed over the document. "Remember to send them to after-school classes. The ones Isabella doesn't know, Isaiah can tutor her."Kendrick took the document without thinking, but as he flipped through the thick stack of papers, he frowned. Then, he could not help but accuse, "Aren't you two a bit too strict with the kids? There are so many classes? Can they handle it?"He recalled how he had been forced to take many classes as a child, and he still remembered the pain vividly. Moreover, Kendrick was aware that Cynthia had been an advocate for liberal education, so why did she suddenly take this stance?Cynthia glanced at Matthew and said to Kendrick, "We didn't make them do this. It's what they wanted." Initially, Cynthia had never though
"Mommy, don't worry, I'll take good care of Isabella," Isaiah said. Even though his voice was still childlike, his words carried an unusual sense of maturity for his age. "Whenever you want to come back, Uncle Kendrick and I will pick you up.""No need for that." Matthew casually brushed off his words.Cynthia and Kendrick were at a loss for words at Matthew's attitude. Isaiah's voice grew softer, clearly indicating his displeasure with Matthew. "I'm talking to Mommy, not you.""I'll take care of my own wife; you don't need to worry. If you have the time to concern yourself with this, you might as well focus on your height and physique," Matthew responded.Isaiah's little fists clenched instantly. Anyone who knew him well would understand that he cared deeply about his height and physique. Now, his annoying father was using these as cheap blows. "Mommy…" Isaiah lowered his head as he gripped Cynthia's hand. "Do you also think I'm not good enough?"Cynthia gently stroked his he
Cynthia thought Isaiah was a great kid."Then think about how I've spent these past years," Matthew reminded her in a friendly tone.During Cynthia's pregnancy, he had not touched her once, fearing he might harm her or the babies. After childbirth, he had been there with her throughout the postpartum recovery. Then, he had been preoccupied with taking care of the children.Initially, they could have left these responsibilities to the babysitters, but considering these were their own flesh and blood, he took his role as a father very seriously. When the children grew a bit older and were somewhat easier to handle, they enjoyed some precious moments of alone time as a couple.However, this period ended abruptly when the children turned three and entered kindergarten. Isaiah, in particular, seemed to sense when they wanted some private time and would find ways to interrupt them. Their alone time had dwindled significantly since the children were three, to the point where even basic