"Cora, come on. They’re my babies, and I like them both. Stop asking questions like this, or you’ll make a fool of yourself."

Cora dropped her eyes and compromised. "Zach, I’m just green with envy. I knew you first, and I was your real girlfriend, but in the blink of an eye, you married some other woman as your wife, while I became the other woman. I’d be lying if I said I’m not upset about it. Especially when I’m pregnant with your baby now, I tremble at the thought that you’re by Ophelia’s side instead of mine every night. Zach, what should I do? You’re such a wonderful man, and I’m really afraid that you’ll ditch me."

Zachariah scooped Cora up, went into the bedroom and put her down gently on the bed. "Go to sleep. I’ll be here with you."

Cora buried her head in his arms and gave a faint but smug smile.

"Zach, I want to listen to a story now. Tell me a story," said Cora coquettishly.

Zachariah patted her on the head and said, "Be a good girl and go to sleep."

"No, Zach, I want to listen to the story. Ever since our relationship began to our breakup and to our getting back together, you’ve never told me a bedtime story. I want to listen to it, and so does our baby. Can’t you meet such a small request of mine?"

Zachariah began the story thoughtlessly. "Once upon a time, there were three little bears living in the forest. They were, father bear, mother bear and baby bear…"

Before Zachariah could continue, Cora interrupted him. "Zach, that’s a childish story. Get another one."

a time, there was a

tales. How about telling the story in English? You sound

Cora interrupted him again.

across Zachariah’s eyes. He didn’t like being interrupted,

Cora also noticed the glint in his eyes, so she pleaded again, "Zach, I really like it when you’re speaking English, and you look so handsome. I remember that once I went to your university, you were talking with your English tutor. Do you know how handsome you looked then? And your

women, and now

you’re so masculine when you’re speaking English. You’re my Superman! I love you so much. I keep wondering every moment, how come there’s such a wonderful man in

patted Cora on her

to eat bacon tomorrow morning. Would you cook it

before replying, "I’ll make breakfast for you personally tomorrow morning. Now good girl, go

Cora

tiptoe. He left the house, went downstairs in the elevator, got into the car

about half an hour to get to the hospital. He went upstairs and hovered outside the ward for a moment before he opened the

strode over to Ophelia and encircled her waist with his arms from behind. Meanwhile, Ophelia, who was looking blankly out of

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