The man stood by the bed, and whenever Tara Summer laughed too hard, his sword-like eyebrows would furrow.
Seeing this, Tara also restrained her laughter, aware that excessive laughter could affect the fetus.
After chatting for half an hour, Emily Stone, who had left earlier, reentered the master bedroom.
"I'm not interrupting, am I?" She walked in giggling, and as soon as Oskar saw her, he slid off the bed and ran towards her, "Sister Emma!..."
"Wow, Oskar, do you still remember Sister Emma?" Emily scooped him up, weighing him, "...Hmm, Oskar has gained quite a bit of weight and grown taller!"
As she spoke, she measured Oskar's height with her hand, "Look, you're even taller than Sister Emma now..."
"Giggle giggle..." Oskar's laughter, due to her teasing, filled the room, and Ava, standing by, was smirking with eyes curved in mirth.
"Okay, Oskar, why don't you go play by yourself for a bit?" After a round of laughter, Emily put the child down.
