Chapter 87

Amelia sat on the table, her head lowered down as she was now staring at her feet. Her baby was seated beside her. He was playing with the spoon and plastic plate before him. He had just finished his food and Amelia had wiped him clean.

"I should maybe put him to bed since he's so tired and we've had a long day," Amelia said as she stretched to her side to take him in her arms.

"We have something to talk about. You can cradle him later".

Alex folded his hands. He had a bland expression on his face with his lips pouted out slightly.

"I've been waiting for you to finish up with him ever since". He cleared his throat, "You can't just leave".

It made Amelia even more tensed up than she already was.

Her hands had grown shaky and her calves seemed to have numbed themselves. She could see the way he seemed so relaxed.

"What's this about?" She shot at him, refusing to be intimidated by the unknown.

Alex took a long deep breath while he stared at her and then dramatically looked up at the ceil