"Natalia, don't be afraid, I'm here."
He reached out and held her in his arms, patting her back gently and soothing her in a warm voice.
"Tell me, what's wrong?"
Natalia didn't say anything, just hugged his waist tightly and buried her face in his chest.
At this time, because it was still too early, neither Kiera nor Ian was awake yet.
The two little ones are even more so and are sleeping soundly in bed.
Archie felt the person in his arms, the trembling arc gradually reduced after, only then hold her shoulders, pushing her away from himself a little, and then look down seriously at her face.
But I saw the woman in front of me, her hair was messy, her eyes were a little red, and her face was an abnormal pallor.
His eyebrows could not help but wrinkle.
Then look down, only to find that she did not wear shoes, is barefoot on the ground, the snow-white little feet is actually more white than the ground Ban also on a few points.
The face can not help but sink.
"Why aren't you even wearing shoes? Aren't you afraid of catching a cold?"
He said, without saying a word, he picked her up in his arms.
Natalia didn't move, just nestled in his arms and let him hold her.
The two went into the bedroom and Archie laid her down on the bed, first going to get a towel and wiping her feet carefully before squatting down in front of her, looking up at her from the bottom and asking, "Tell me, what happened?"
By this time, Natalia had come to her senses.
Her face, while still not looking too good, was much better than before.
She shook her head.
"I'm fine, just ... having some dreams."
Archie looked up and wiped some of the fine beads of sweat seeping out of her forehead for her.
"What dream?"
"Just some ...," Natalia frowned.
I don't know why, but the dream that was so clear just now, just for a moment, actually became blurred.
It is like, she knows what she dreamed last night, but this time to say, but can not say anything.
Archie looked at her frowning and depressed, and about guessed her situation.
He said in a deep voice: "It doesn't matter if you can't remember, since it's a dream, it's fake, no matter how scary it is, now that you're awake, those are gone, so there's no need to think nonsense, okay?"
Natalia looked at him, half-heartedly, before nodding.
"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something?"
Natalia shook her head and pursed her lips, "I want some water."
"Okay, then wait a minute, I'll be right back."
Archie said, and got up.
Natalia, however, immediately took his hand in a nervous grip.
As soon as he turned around, he saw the woman's nervous eyes, looking at him as if she had seen her only straw.
Archie's heart softened.
He didn't know though what Natalia had just dreamed that would scare her like this.
However, it is understood that this is her attachment to herself, deeper than to anyone else.
As a man, being so dependent on the woman he loves so much, he is undoubtedly happy and lucky.
With this in mind, Archie smiled and suddenly bent down, picking her up again in a horizontal hug.
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