Mr Grant, Please Be Gentle

The nanny carefully put Osmond back into the crib, the baby grew faster than in the belly after birth, already more than six pounds, although still much smaller than a child born in a normal month.

Selina stood by the bedside and saw Osmond sleeping peacefully, and the inexplicable irritation she had just felt in her heart was lifted.

This is her son, her and Charles White’s son, and the relationship between her and Charles White has been brought closer by the arrival of this little life.

For a moment, she looked at the baby out of focus, postpartum depression leading to lack of concentration and low mood, which Selina herself was aware of, but just couldn’t control.

When Charles White came in and when the nanny went out, Selina didn’t even know.

Charles White’s warm palm rested on her shoulder, and the warmth spread through her body like an electric current.

Only then did Selina notice that the person standing next to her was Charles White.

“At this glance, Osmond seems more like me.” Charles White laughed.

“Yeah.” Selina always thought her son looked more like Charles White. She had seen Charles White’s photo album when he was a child, and the two were almost identical, both in face shape and eyebrows.

Charles White took Selina’s shoulders and rubbed them gently up and down, she was dressed thinly.

“Come on, Osmond’s asleep, let’s go back to bed too.”

Charles White felt Selina’s body clearly tighten. If he hadn’t reconciled before, he would have been annoyed by this subtle action of hers, which would only make the relationship worse and worse.

All he had to do was ignore Selina’s instincts to resist, pretend not to notice, and then deaden her subjective will not to resist him, and that would be half the battle.

This is something he’s been trying every day lately, without success in the end, but he won’t give up.

Halfway back to the bedroom, Selina’s resistance also reached its peak, sitting with her hands tied and restless in a way that was visible to the naked eye.

At every moment, Charles White felt like a real badass for turning the once wonderfully cheerful girl into what she was today.

“I’m going to take a shower.” Charles White went into the bathroom, and the sound of the water was heard before Selina’s nerves relaxed.

She wasn’t afraid of Charles White anymore, it was just an instinctive reaction that belonged to what used to be.

As for what White’s father said, it didn’t seem so important anymore. Even if they weren’t from the same world, she had given birth to Charles White’s child, and even if she had seen the most brutal side of Charles White, he had always been gentle towards her.

Because of knowing what his fierce extreme is like, only to understand how much love he has left for himself.

Selina also tried to let go of those unpleasant experiences in the past and wanted to start a new life.

Charles White deliberately stayed in the bathroom for a long time, in order that Selina could sleep in peace first.

He stayed in the bathroom for almost half an hour, and when he came out, the bedside lamp was on and Selina was lying with her back to him, probably asleep.

Charles White’s footsteps were light and his movements on the bed were much slower, fearing to wake Selina from her sleep.

In fact, she was not sleeping, her eyes were tightly closed, her eyelashes were fluttering, and she had been pretending to sleep when he came out of the bathroom in the last few days.

Because she wanted to take that step, to tell Charles White that she too wanted to be together properly, only every now and then it was like she was tied to a rope and couldn’t move.

The bedside lamp was turned off, the last remnants of light extinguished, and the room returned to flat darkness, without the slightest ripple.

The tips of the fingers moved slightly and clenched up again.

Selina turned over and faced Charles White.

Charles White found her eyes open, knew she was a light sleeper, thought he had woken her up, but saw Selina move a little to his side.Content from NôvelDr(a)ma.Org.