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
As for Isabella, she was having a blast with Kendrick, both fully immersed in their medieval skit within the villa. Kendrick was playing the role of the villain, and Isabella was the adorable daughter of the king. The story progresses to the point where Kendrick, as the villain, captures the king's daughter and plans to use the little girl to negotiate with the king for an antidote.However, as they continued acting, they suddenly realized something was amiss. They were missing a crucial character—the king!"Isaiah! We're missing a king; can you play with us?" Isabella jumped over from Kendrick's grasp, her voice as sweet as honey. "Isaiah, come on!" Kendrick was also enthusiastic.Clearly, he had finally found a like-minded playmate."No. You haven't finished your homework for today, and you still have lessons to catch up on," Isaiah declined, saying something that would hurt Isabella's heart."It's still early; let's play!" Isabella just wanted to have fun.Isaiah thought o
"Isabella needs to study," Isaiah said.Kendrick paused, realizing that, as an adult, he should not be fooling around with the kids when they wanted to focus on their studies. As a result, the villa fell into silence.Isaiah was naturally quiet, spending the entire afternoon engrossed in his books. After finishing her homework, Isabella picked up her drawing materials and became equally absorbed in her artwork, shutting out the world around her.This led to one inevitable outcome—Kendrick was bored!So, when he noticed Isabella being overly absorbed in her work, he went to Isaiah. After all, Isaiah was always reading extracurricular books.Kendrick sat beside Isaiah and whispered, "Isaiah, let's have a little chat.""I'm reading," Isaiah replied."You can read your book anytime.""Hmm?" Isaiah was surprised to hear a grown-up saying that."Aren't you curious about the story of how your parents met before they had you?" Kendrick knew exactly how to pique his interest, making
Kendrick was completely baffled at Isaiah's logical thinking, unable to believe he was only four years old! With all these thoughts swirling in his mind, Kendrick suddenly came up with a bold idea. Could this nephew of his be some kind of reborn bigshot?"Can I ask you a question?" Kendrick's curiosity was burning, and the mere possibility of this idea excited him endlessly.Isaiah calmly looked at him, indicating that he could go ahead and ask.Kendrick cleared his throat, his eyes filled with curiosity. "Do you have memories from your past life?"Isaiah was confused. "What did you do in your past life? Which year did you die? Was it in another era or some other planet?" Kendrick asked.Isaiah frowned, utterly baffled. "Are you sure the questions you're asking are normal?""More normal than you," Kendrick blurted out. Honestly, he had not seen such an extraordinary kid in his life. Not even when Cynthia was a child had she been this mature. Isaiah refused to entertain Ke