As Connor pondered, his eyes were zooming into Shane’s hair from time to time, readying himself and eyeing for a chance to pull out a couple strands of Shane’s hair.
However, before he could do anything, Natalie pulled him onto her lap and ordered him to sleep.
Connor found himself held down and could not move, hence he secretly sighed and resigned to the situation.
Seemed like all avenues had been closed and the next opportunity could only be found next time.
Mommy is really holding me back.
Suddenly, the cell phone in Natalie’s bag started to vibrate.
She took out her phone and saw that there was a message.
Seeing the sender’s name, she smiled slightly, and quickly opened the text message to check the content.
Are you home yet?
Natalie typed her reply: Not yet. Will be home soon!
Awesome! The person on the other end sent a one-word voice reply. No other audio message followed after that.
Natalie did not mind a bit as she had already gotten used to it. Calmly she put away her cell phone.
After travelling for around half an hour, they arrived back at their apartment.
Natalie woke her two children up and asked them to get down from the car first.
After the two children had climbed down, Shane walked to the back seat door and carried Natalie out of the car. After that, he asked, “Which building do you live in?”
Natalie knew that he intended to carry her to the door of her house. Just as she was about to answer, the corner of her eyes caught the glimpse of a familiar figure walking towards them from not far away.
As the figure approached, she was initially startled to recognize the face. Breaking into a smile, Natalie remarked, “Thanks for your good intention, Mr. Shane, but there’s no need to send us to our door. Someone has come to pick us up.”
“Huh?” He was confused, Shane followed the direction of her look and was surprised to see a man!
He saw a handsome man wearing a grey trench coat and a pair of glasses walking towards them.
Is he the one she mentioned coming to pick her up?
Is he her husband?
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