All Novel Sweet
Chapter 1314
“Who was singing just now? I was drawn in by it.”
It was a soft-spoken and endearing little girl, and her voice was nothing short of adorable.
Why did this adorable and lovely girl arrive by herself? Millie couldn’t help but ask, “Kid, where’s your mommy? She might be worried if you’re out here all alone.”
With a determined effort, the little girl lifted her short legs and clumsily crossed the threshold, entering the house.
“My mom is taking pictures in the garden. She was too busy to be with me. I heard someone singing, so I decided to come here,” she explained innocently.
The little girl bounced into the room, still somewhat breathless.
“Why aren’t you singing more? I want to hear more,” she implored with eager eyes.
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Millie had mustered the courage to sing a song, but the thought of being recorded as a ringtone was too daunting. She couldn’t bear the embarrassment of it.
Millie tenderly touched the girl’s black braid and said, “I’m a bit tired of singing right now. How about something to drink? Would you like some milk?”
The girl shook her head firmly.
“My mommy told me not to accept food from strangers.”
Millie nodded in approval, appreciating the girl’s cautious nature.
“If you don’t sing, I’ll go find my mommy, or she’ll get worried,” the little girl said before scampering off.
Millie tilted her head and remarked, “She’s so adorable.”
Marcus gazed down at Millie, his eyes traveling from the tip of her delicate nose to her lower abdomen, a mischievous smile forming.
“Our baby will be even more adorable.”
Millie blinked her eyes and placed her hand on her stomach. Suddenly, she realized that her menstrual cycle was three days late. Could it be possible that she was pregnant?
“What’s wrong?” Marcus asked.
“If I am pregnant-and I’m not sure yet-would you prefer a boy or a girl?” Millie hesitated before speaking softly.
She wasn’t certain yet. If her period still didn’t arrive, she decided that she would purchase a pregnancy test to check.
Marcus’s eyes sparkled, and he gazed at Millie’s soft belly.
Millie spoke sweetly as she nuzzled her head against his shoulder.
“I meant ‘if’. Don’t overthink it. Answer me.”
Her gentle and delicate demeanor brought joy to Marcus. He tenderly traced his thick palm along her graceful, white neck before leaning in close to her ear with his soft lips. In a sultry tone, he said, “Do you genuinely want to know the answer? Well, if it happens, I’d hope for boy-girl twins. A daughter as sweet as you and a son as handsome as me.”