"Robert Thomson, don't push your luck!" Emma Smith immediately frowned and protested.
It seemed that their relationship was not that close yet, right? The day before yesterday, they hadn't even met, and she considered him the number one person to avoid!
"Emma, you're so beautiful." He stood up, wrapped his arms around her waist, and the two of them stood in front of the mirror. His tall and strong body pressing tightly against her from behind, his hands gently resting on her lower abdomen and his head leaning on her shoulder, his face filled with a warm and satisfied smile.
Robert hugged her tightly, as if they hadn't been this close to each other in a long time. Knowing that the woman he loved the most was in his arms and that their child was in her belly, his grudge disappeared in an instant.
"You see, our family is so perfect together!"
He even deliberately emphasized "our family," as if people like Thomas Smith couldn't participate in their relationship at all.
