Daniel Cooper chuckled, "I was too anxious."
He lowered his head and kissed her lips, adding, "Just get ready to be my bride."
She smiled too, passionately kissing him back, and bitterly answering in her heart: 'If I could, I would love to, but I'm afraid things may not go as planned.'
Although they had been apart for three months, Daniel was still sensitive to her current situation and did not entangle with her for long, sparing her after a while.
Perhaps satisfied, the man quickly fell asleep.
Amelia rested her head in his arm, looked up at his handsome face, the fingerprints on his cheeks were still clear, and the wound on his shoulder hadn't healed yet.
Those injuries on him caused pain in her heart as well.
The sky was starting to get light, and she didn't feel sleepy; this was her first time staying up all night since getting pregnant.
Thinking of how Daniel always made breakfast for her, she suddenly wanted to make it herself for once.
