Cordelia knew that she could not run away again this time.
Zephyr buried his face in her neck and took a deep breath in as he spoke. "Darling, let's sleep here tonight…"
"But our son is in the room on his own…"
"So what? Men have to learn independence from a young age!"
"He'll be scared if he wakes up!"
"So, you're saying you're sleeping with him again?"
His voice raised together with his eyebrows.
Ever since Zuko had turned one month old, Zephyr had decorated the nursery himself. He had said boys should learn to be independent since they were young as he excitedly put him in the room.
However, Cordelia would bring him to their big bedroom. For the convenience of feeding, she would let their son sleep next to her.
At first, Zephyr would still have space in the bed.
Cordelia had read some articles on the Internet and was worried that Zephyr would turn and kill their son when he was sleeping, so…
As long as their son was in the room, her husband would become so insignificant that he had to sleep in the guest room.
Zephyr vented everything he felt tonight after being triggered by Alexander.
"Hubby, our son needs to eat in the middle of the night…" Cordelia reasoned with him softly.
He did not want to reason with her and threw a tantrum. "I want to eat too!"
"You…"
Cordelia widened her eyes. She was not sure whether to laugh or cry.
In the next second, he rang the bell instantly, ordering the maids, nannies, and confinement lady to take care of the child in the master bedroom.
Little Zuko had been sleeping well. Even if he woke up in the middle of the night, there was breastmilk in the fridge. There was no need to worry.
After the arrangement, Zephyr looked at the little lady in his embrace. He smirked and grabbed her. "You're trying to get off my bed after getting in?"
"Zen!"
Cordelia looked at her body. Although she was not out of shape, her belly would not go back to how it was before so soon. It was flabby like an orange peel, and there were ugly stretch marks on it.
Sometimes, she was unwilling to look at it.
However, Zephyr did not mind it at all. He insisted on applying ointment for her every day.
She could not help but feel warm and caress his face, watching how focused he was.
No other man in the world would treat her like that.
Meanwhile, Cordelia would not love anyone like she loved Zephyr.
His eyes were filled with allure. He smiled gently and lay beside her, fanning the ointment after he was done.
Zephyr recalled when they were living in a small rental unit back in Jangasas. In order to save money, she would hardly turn on the air-conditioner.
However, she would turn it on as soon as he complained that it was warm.
Cordelia would even fan him after turning the air-conditioner on, drying the sweat on his body.
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