Meanwhile, in the family room, Dominic was patting Miracle's back. She was sleeping on his chest, making Dominic feel grateful for hitting the gym regularly. His little princess was quite chubby and heavy, and her milky skin seemed to be stretched with all the fats and muscles within her.
"Such a sleepyhead," he whispered, planting a kiss on top of his daughter's head. "Miriam, we'll be fine. You should rest for today."
Dominic snapped his eyes to the middle-aged woman, placing a folded towel on the armrest near Dominic. Miriam lifted her eyes to Dominic, offering him a kind smile.
"Yes, Master," she said gently. "If you need anything, just call for me."
"Did you see Heaven and Basti when you washed Miracle's bottles?"
"I didn't, but I heard they were in the pool area," she answered, still smiling. "I don't think the Madam can assist you for now."
