The Cherished Wife

Winter shook her head, feigning a troubled expression. "It's nothing, really. It's just something my mom mentioned."

"Hmm? What did she say?" Xavier slowed down the car a bit as he noticed that Winter's mood seemed off. "Tell me. If it's something really troublesome, maybe I can help share the burden."

Winter bit her lip as she fiddled with her hands. "It's really nothing." She glanced at Xavier. "My mom's just worried that you might not want me anymore, saying that I'm always busy with acting and might not be taking care of you properly. "She suggested I should stop working, stay at home with you, and maybe even have a baby."

Xavier's expression changed slightly, but then he said, "She's just concerned about you, but whether you keep working or not is entirely up to you."

He reached over, took Winter's hand, and gave it a reassuring squeeze. "Is it because I haven't made you feel secure lately? If so, that's my fault. Winter, you need to know that I love you."

"I know." Winter bit her lip again. "I know you love me. Otherwise, you wouldn't have done what you did for me... I know what I did back then was wrong, and I hurt Noelle. That's why my mom and I have been trying to figure out how to make it up to her. Xavier, you know all this." "Yes." Xavier nodded. He did know, and that knowledge filled him with regret. However, as he looked at Winter, he felt a pang of guilt.

bear the thought of hurting her, especially after already

anything you don't like. If you want to have a baby, we'll have one. If not, we'll wait until you're ready. Not

it was an irreversible fact and move forward-even if it meant

You're so good to me!" Winter's eyes shimmered with tears as she tightly held

Noelle? In the end, you

spent most of her time outside, accompanying Brian for work. To make things easier, she started dressing simply in

and Noelle

joked that even

too pleased

from their fieldwork one evening, they hit rush hour traffic, with the streets completely