Willow sat down beside Zane, and then she
patted the seat next to her. "Here, Mommy!"
I complied and sat down. Willow turned to me and said, "Make a wish!"
I gazed at the wavering candlelight, and then
I closed my eyes. I silently made a wish.
"I hope Willow will slowly recover, and I hope we can stay happy forever."
Then, I opened my eyes and blew out the candles. Willow immediately drew
closer and asked, "What wish did you make, Mommy?
I was about to answer, but Zane answered on my behalf. He said, "Willow, wishes won't
come true if they're said out loud."
Willow said disappointedly, "Okay,"
I couldn't help but chuckle at how adorable
Willow looked as she pouted. I cut her a slice of cake and said, "Eat up."
Willow pouted and said, "But Daddy said
I can't eat desserts at night.
It's bad for my teeth."
She was telling on Zane, but she was also
explaining why she couldn't eat cake. I looked at Zane, and he coughed awkwardly.
"Today is a special day, so you can have
a little."
"Yay!" Willow cheered after getting Zane's
permission. She picked up the fork and put
a large piece of cake into her mouth. As she savored the
taste, she closed her eyes happily.
"The cake is delicious!"
As Willow ate away, I cut a slice for Zane, too. Then, I cut a slice for myself.
Willow raised her plate and said sweetly,
"Cheers!"
Hearing her innocent words, Zane and
I raised our plates and clinked them with hers. Then, Willow continued to happily munch away.
After we finished the cake, food was served. Perhaps it was out of concern for Willow and me, but Zane had ordered healthier foods.
They tasted good,
and Willow enjoyed her meal a lot.
Where we left the hotel after the meal,
Willow's belly was bloated. After getting into
the car, Willow leaned into my arms and said, " Mommy, can you rub my belly, please?
I think I ate too much."
Upon hearing that, I chuckled and gently
rubbed her belly; Willow closed her eyes
comfortably. By the time we arrived home,
Willow had fallen asleep. I was about to carry Willow back to her room, but Zane promptly
picked her up.
Zane was careful not to wake Willow up.
He whispered, "You're not fully recovered yet. Let me do it."
Zane's tone was cold, but his actions were
very considerate. As I gazed at his figure,
I couldn't help but recall my past marriage.
I had been unwell mumerous times, yet each time, Steven would pretend that he was
unaware. Over time, I had gotten used to it.
No matter how ill I was or how much help
I needed, I would try to endure it myself.
when I was still Steven's wife, he had never
been considerate of me. But now,
even though I was with Zane,
he was considerate of my health.
I was amazed at how different people
could be.
After returning to my bedroom, my phone rang. I answered the call. "Annalise Jamison,
I can't believe you didn't pick Zachary up!"
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