Chapter 2240” Colton put his coat on her shoulders. Freyja was stunned for a bit and looked up at him.
He covered her in his coat. “The weather has changed a lot recently, and you‘re still wearing such thin clothing. Aren‘t you afraid of catching a cold?”
Freyja‘s gaze shifted away. “Ms. Blueman came here today.” He responded with a light hum. “I know.”
He stretched his arms around her shoulders and went back to the master bedroom with her. The moment they entered through the door, Freyja grabbed him by his arm. “Don‘t you have anything to ask me?”
Colton covered the back of her hand and turned to look at her.” Whenever you do something, you must have your own reasons. Why would you think that I‘d question you about this?” Freyja lowered her gaze. “I‘m sorry.”
Colton took her into his arms. “Don‘t make yourself feel upset, and if you‘re upset about something, just come at me.”
He had always kept the doctor‘s suggestion not to provoke her emotions too much, not to mention that he did not care much about such a trivial matter where she wanted to run a test on Deedee‘s medicine because of her doubts. She could run as many tests as she wanted to.
She leaned into his arms and called him softly, “Colton.”
He responded with an inquisitive hum.
Freyja did not look up at him. “I‘m sleepy already. Can you accompany me to bed?”
Colton paused for a short moment, then picked her up horizontally and laughed out loud, “You‘re so heavy.”
Freyja leaned against his shoulder. “It‘s your son who‘s heavy.” He placed her on the bed and took off her shoes for her. “Yes, after all, I am carrying two people.” Colton helped her lie down, lay down beside her, and held her hand. “Okay, now go to sleep.”
Freyja closed her eyes and felt his gentle breathing and body temperature, and drowsiness gradually poured in.
The next thing she knew, it was already 8:00 p.m.when she woke up.
After she woke up, she did not see Colton until she went downstairs and saw a figure in the kitchen.
Freyja walked to the dining table and sat down. Colton heard the movement and looked back at the table. “You‘ve woken up?” She nodded. “I‘m hungry.”
He brought some food that he had prepared to the table. “Even if you‘re not hungry, our son should be hungry already.”
Freyja looked at the nutritious dinner he had brought, picked up a spoon, and started drinking the soup first. “This tastes pretty
good.”
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