"I have accepted your apology..."
Sherman said, "Can I still come in if you didn't forgive me?"
Kingsley smiled and said, "Yes, you can."
Sherman laughs too, "If that's the case, what difference does it make if I apologize or not?"
Kingsley smiled but said nothing. He put his warm hand on her belly and kept it there.
Even through her sweater, Sherman felt the warmth and eventually asked, "What are you doing?"
"I am curious about what the baby's movements are like at this moment." He said softly.
"It's only been no more than two months, so you won't feel anything at all. When the baby grows bigger, it will start to move, and you will get a sense of how it will be moving." Sherman was also involuntarily soft.
Kingsley said, "I believe it would be an extraordinary and beautiful feeling, he is a wonderful presence..."
Sherman leaned over to pick up the warm water on the table and took a sip, "Are you glad to be an 'older dad'?" "Yes..." Kingsley smiled.
"I'm telling you the truth. You're thirty-four this year, and when our baby is born, you'll be thirty-five, and when he is ten, you'll be in your mid-forties. Don't you think you should thank me?"
"I am certainly getting old..." He touched her jaw with a sigh of satisfaction, "Thank you for letting me experience this magical feeling. Although it is not born, I already have the feeling of kinship. It feels like I'm bonding with it."
Sherman found a comfortable way to sit and said, "If h e runs ahead and you run behind, will you be able to catch him?"
Kingsley chuckled and his deep eyes were full of tenderness, as if he had seen such a scene, "Of course, I can. How can I get old when he has not grown up?"
Somehow, Sherman felt a little sad when he heard that.
She could almost imagine that Kingsley would love the baby to death.
Because of his words, she felt that she had made the right decision to keep the baby.
"Grace said I had offended you. And she said you couldn't have set me up, for I was neither as beautiful a s Elizabeth Taylor nor as rich as Bill Gates."
Kingsley squinted his eyes slightly and smiled, "She's right..." "..." Sherman stared at him.
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