Loredana was not awake as she had slept too late the night before and was now back in her dreams.
Cormac dropped his head and watched her sleep softly. Loredana fell asleep on the sofa last night, and he took her back to the room where he slept, rather than the room where she slept with the two children.
Despite the fact that she was too tired and could not d anything last night, it was still nice to be able to cuddle together.
He kissed her cheek.
He must have wanted to sleep with her if she was wide awake. He wanted Loredana to feel him vividly.
He wanted her to feel his warmth, his sensations, his delight, his upsurge of emotion.
Cormac wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes as he was preparing to sleep for a little longer…
Rat-a-tat ——
There was a pounding knock outside.
Cormac was speechless.
All he could do was nothing but just cuddling his wife and got a little more sleep. Why could someone come and disturb him?
“Mummy, mummy. Are you in?”
Simona Flores awoke and found that there was nobody in the room so she went to knock on Cormac’s door.
“Daddy, daddy, mama is nowhere to be found.”
“Is it Simona?” Loredana raised her head and opened her drowsy eyes. She looked at the door and discovered that this was not the room she had slept in the night before. She was now more clear-
headed and pulled the blankets aside to get up and open the door.
Cormac was speechless.
Did she notice him? Why did she get up straight away after she awoke?
Loredana opened the door and found a little person dressed in pyjamas with her hanging over her shoulder standing in front of her. She was clutching her favourite stuffed toy, bending her head and blinking, “Mommy, why did you come to sleep here?”
She recalled that mommy was sleeping with her in her arms last night, and when she woke up, she found that mommy was in daddy’s room.
Loredana stroked her hair as she bent down and looked her daughter in the eyes and said, “Last night, last night…”
She had no idea how to explain it to her daughter.
Simona was puzzled and her small face crumpled. Could it be that mommy did not sleep with her last night and it was just a dream?
“I want you to sleep with me, let’s go!” Simona drew Loredana.
Loredana was pulled away by her daughter before she could even close the door.
At the same time, Armand Bernie came and rubbed his eyes as he saw the half-open door behind Loredana. Wasn’t that Cormac’s room?
Last night, the two children insisted to sleep with Loredana and the bed was too small for all of them so Cormac was driven out of the room. But then why did she come out from his room?
Last night… His expression was like he understood everything. He smiled politely, “Good morning, young Mrs. Mendelsohn”.
Loredana took one glance at him and realized that he had misunderstood. His greeting gave her goose-
bumps.
“Good morning, Armand,” Simona said cheerfully.
Armand walked over and stretched out to stroke her lovely tiny cheeks, but Cormac’s enraged expression flashed across his memory, and his hand shrank for a time. He then caressed her head instead, “Good morning, Simona.”
No one else was not allowed to touch Simona’s face, according to Cormac.
He grinned at Loredana after greeting Simona.
Loredana pretended to be calm and ignore his expressive smile as she scooped up her kid and returned to her room.
Armand came to Cormac’s room door, which was half open, he did not even have to push open it. He leaned against the door frame and looked at the guy who was holding the blanket as he was lying on the bed. He then grinned and asked, “Last night, did you get your way?”
Did he get his way?
Was it considered as yes if he just cuddled her?
“I just saw young Mrs Mendelsohn exited this room.” “Don’t tell me you’re a gentleman,” Armand said.
Cormac’s eyes twitched. Wait. Did he just refer to Loredana as young Mrs Mendelsohn?
“What did you refer to her as?” He said as he sat up abruptly and glanced at Armand, who was standing in the doorway and smirked.
“Young Mrs Mendelsohn.” “Look at her, she is so youthful and looks just like a college student and you are thirty-something, I have to call her young Mrs. Mendelsohn,” Armand said casually.
So, according to Armand, he was old, wasn’t he? Cormac’s brows furrowed.
“From now on, please don’t refer to her as such.” Cormac would never agree that he was becoming old.
Loredana, on the other hand, did appear youthful.
“Okay, eight years of age difference is not large. It’s nothing more than when she was ten years old, you have become an adult, and when she became an adult, you… also not that old…,” Armand smashed his mouth twice.
To Cormac, he quickly changed ‘you’re old’ to ‘also not that old’. He was scared of irritating him and letting him lose his temper.
“I’m going to get something to eat.” He walked away just like the vanishing wind from the door after he said.
Cormac, who was likewise unable to sleep, just got up.
When he cleaned up, he glanced in the mirror and looked at himself left and right. A question popped out in his mind, was he old?
Will Loredana find him too old?
He couldn’t help but felt upset and anxious.
“What are you looking at?” Loredana wondered what she had seen and initially wanted to ask him why he didn’t send her back to the two children’s room last night which caused Simona to wake up so early and to be misunderstood by Armand.
She wasn’t expecting to see Cormac standing in front of the mirror, looking at himself. It was not necessary to look closely at his own face to appreciate his handsomeness, wasn’t it?
Was he Cormac?
Cormac was speechless.
When did this woman enter the room?
How could she walk without making a sound?
“Sorry for bothering you, you may just continue…” Loredana was about to turn around, but her wrist was grasped. She then whirled around and before she could say anything to question him, she slammed into a strong chest. She was held tightly in his arms. She could feel that every beat of his heart was scorching her skin. His eyes were blazing. “Do I look old?”
Loredana was speechless.
“Not old…” Loredana forced herself to answer him. This man went insane to get up that early in the morning to do such shocking things.
His knitted frown smoothed as he relieved a grin, and he bent his head to softly bite her lips. He was so dominating and frenzied. “You can only belong to me, even if I’m old.”
Everyone had already come when Cormac and Loredana came down. Theresa took care of Simona, and Samuel was able to feed himself without the help of others.
“It appears that I’m not that late, as I’ll be just in time for dinner.” Charles entered in his wheelchair.
He stared at Loredana with a smile on his face. “You said you’d treat me to dinner, but I had to come up to you to get a meal. It shouldn’t be you treating me. Instead, it should be me treating you.”
New Book: Beginning with a Daring Encounter
Celsie was tired of being labeled as an introvert, workaholic, and dull virgin by her friends. Determined to prove them wrong, she made a bet that she would do something daring on her 25th birthday. Now that the day had arrived, it was time to fulfill her promise. On her daring to-do list, there was one task: a one-night stand with someone.
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