Boom!
Long Jinjing's mind blanked out except for her husband's three words repeating over and over again like a broken record.
'I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you….'
She stared open-mouthed at Lu Zihao in a daze like a stupid idiot.
Was this a dream?
Did her hallucinations worsen? Maybe she really needed to resume her weekly therapy sessions. At this rate, she would really become crazy if she didn't do something about it.
"Jinjing," Lu Zihao murmured while rubbing her soft lips. He opened his mouth, about to tell her more, but then a loud cry interrupted them.
Iris rushed to the crib where Little Misha had been taking a nap until now. The baby was wailing at the top of his lungs.
"Hush now, sweetheart." Iris comforted her eldest twin nephew, coaxing him to be quiet and not disturb the entertaining scene starring his parents.
