Back in the apartment, Olivia Jenkins asked Daniel Marshall to sit down.
But Daniel, holding the groceries, was preparing to go to the kitchen to cook for Olivia.
Olivia was already seated on the sofa, staring at Daniel with disdain, and scoffed, "Don't tell me you think I'm pregnant."
After glancing at Olivia, Daniel put the groceries in the kitchen, then returned to the living room and sat down next to her.
Daniel held Olivia's hand, his handsome and stern features as if carved with seriousness, his burning gaze fixed on her.
His voice was as deep and enthralling as a cello, "Wife, let's make up, let's welcome the arrival of our baby together."
With a whoosh, Olivia snatched her hand back, refusing to let Daniel touch her.
