Josephine looked down at her stomach. She wasn't sure about the concept of pregnancy stages, so she decided to come up with an answer on the spot. "Five months."
Lewis chuckled softly in response. "The belly of a five-month pregnancy isn't this small."
Even though he was laughing, Josephine couldn't see any traces of mirth on his face save for the corners of his lips, which were curved upward.
She thought for a moment before correcting her answer. "Two months."
"The belly has yet to grow if it's a two-month pregnancy."
The young woman gave up at that moment, resulting in her shoulders sagging in defeat. "I'm not going to become a mommy then," she gestured.
This time, Lewis laughed in amusement. However, all he did was guffaw before letting out a sigh.
He stroked Josephine's hair gently while saying, "Alright. Let's go home."
The latter pretended to lose all strength in her body as she collapsed into Lewis' arms. Then, she looked up at him coquettishly.
"I'm too tired to walk," she gestured.
Obviously, the young woman wanted Lewis to carry her on his back.
He bowed his head to look at her for a moment, noticing the cunning glint in her eyes.
Other than that, her eyes were also filled with trust and sincerity toward him. She didn't even put up her guard against him at all.
Lewis stared at Josephine for a long time, the intensity of his stare elongating time itself, creating an uncomfortable unease within her.
She kept feeling that the man acted peculiarly, but she couldn't put her finger on it.
The young woman couldn't understand what was going on. Lewis leaned in all of a sudden and left a kiss on her lips before she could piece her thoughts together.
Josephine widened her eyes in confusion while gazing at him.
As Lewis pressed a gentle kiss against her lips, he quickly moved away, only to embrace her tightly, encircling her with his arms.
The touch of his lips continued to tingle at the corner of Josephine's mouth. He remained in that position, motionless, his eyes shut in silence.
"I want you to stop forgetting."
The sentence came out as a murmur. Josephine couldn't understand what he meant.
All she could do was stare at him unblinkingly. They were so close to each other that there was only a sliver of space between them. Their breaths mingled, brushing against each other's faces.
For some reason, Josephine felt her heart aching for Lewis. Even her nose started to feel prickly, which she couldn't understand why.
She slowly raised her hand to caress Lewis' cheek.
She felt a prickly sensation when she traced it down to his chin.
It turned out that he was starting to grow a beard.
She had no idea when exactly he started growing facial hair, but she didn't like it at all.
Lewis hugged her for some time before he finally released her. "Let's go. I'll carry you on my back."
Josephine regained her senses as well. She clambered onto the stool and hopped onto the man's back eagerly once he turned his back to her. After that, she wrapped her arms around his neck.
Lewis maintained a firm grip on Josephine's thighs after she was positioned properly on his back. Then, he left the private room.
The young woman was so light that she weighed like nothing on his back.
Many people glanced in their direction when Lewis walked toward the exit. Of course, the latter simply ignored them and walked out of the restaurant as though nothing happened.
Josephine hugged his neck tightly the whole time while looking very smug. In a way, she resembled a proud peacock. Her action was her way of announcing to the entire restaurant that Lewis was her favorite person in the whole wide world.
She wanted to announce that the man carrying her right now was her family member as well as her guardian angel.
Right now, she was riding on the shoulders of her guardian angel. No one could bully her ever again.
At the same time, Josephine was flaunting how joyful she was.
The hotel was a mile away from where they were right now. Since Lewis didn't drive here, he decided to walk back to the hotel with Josephine on his back by taking the sidewalk.
The trees on both sides of the sidewalk had flowers growing beautifully amidst their leaves. Occasionally, a few flowers would float down from above. Josephine might not recognize them, but she could still feel their weight when they landed on her head.
There were petals all over the sidewalk as well. Every time the wind rustled through the leaves, a gentle cascade of petals would drift down before slowly scattering across the sidewalk. The air was permeated with a strong whiff of floral fragrance.
Josephine watched the petals fall all around her. She then lowered her head slightly and rested on Lewis' shoulder.
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