Elite Doting Marriage: Crafty Husband, Aloof Cute Wife Chapter 1745 - Even God is Helping (Part Thirty One)

Chapter 1745: Even God is Helping (Part Thirty One)

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Jiaojiao shook her head. “I’m not tired. I slept just now. Mommy, don’t go.”
The girl’s eyes were fixated on Zhou Shuang, as though her mommy might run away at any time.
“Mommy isn’t leaving.” Zhou Shuang held tightly on Jiaojiao’s hand. She consoled her and smiled. “I will bring Jiaojiao wherever I go in the future. I won’t leave Jiaojiao behind.”
“No.” Lu Yinan’s determined and confident voice interrupted their conversation. “After you gave birth. Our relationship was progressing before that.”
Zhou Shuang knitted her eyebrows, and she was getting impatient. “Let’s not discuss that. Jiaojiao needs rest.”
Lu Yinan glanced at Jiaojiao, indeed she still looked pale. He swallowed the words he wanted to say.
Stowing his hands inside his pockets, he turned around.
Jiaojiao spoke again. “Mommy sleep beside me. Daddy sleep here. Okay?”
She patted the two spaces on her left and right.
The space across Zhou Shuang was empty.
Lu Yinan turned around and gazed at his daughter. He had wanted to find an excuse to leave the room but he didn’t have the heart to.
He rounded the bed and slowly sat down.
It overjoyed Jiaojiao. “Daddy and Mommy together.”
She held Zhou Shuang and Lu Yinan with her left and right hand, respectively. She was trying to pull their hands towards each other.
How many couples had maintained their marriage because of their children? And some lasted for the rest of their lives.
When a couple argued, the victim who had to endure would be their child who was beginning to understand.
Just like how Jiaojiao was trying her utmost effort to make them reconcile.
Lu Yinan and Zhou Shuang felt uncomfortable.
Zhou Shuang’s eyes were stinging with tears.
Lu Yinan laid on the bed as he stared at the ceiling soundlessly. Jiaojiao’s hand on his hand seemed to tug at his heart too.
How he wished he could rip Zhou Shuang to pieces.
Why did he, Lu Yinan, have to get entangled with Zhou Shuang? Since it can’t be unraveled, shouldn’t they continue to stay entangled?
He was going bonkers.
Zhou Shuang forgot when she had fallen asleep. She only knew that she woke up because she heard First and Third Lu’s voices.
They advanced towards the bed as they yelled ‘Jiaojiao’ and ‘Sister’.
Zhou Shuang’s eyes fluttered open as she glanced toward the voices.
First and Third Lu right in front of her, while Lu Yinan’s mother stood behind them. She was smiling benignly at them.
Zhou Shuang hastily straightened her back. Lu Yinan was sleeping across her.
She glanced instinctively at the couch and saw the tall man lying there. He had curled up with a coat over his face.
“I boiled some soup. Have some.”
Lu Yinan’s mother placed the container of soup on the table as she glanced at Zhou Shuang.
She opened the cover and Zhou Shuang caught a fragrant whiff. It was only then when Zhou Shuang realized that she was hungry.
Her stomach was rumbling.
“I’m not hungry,” she replied to Lu Yinan’s mother as she shook her head.
She pulled the blanket off of her and then walked towards the bathroom.
Lu Yinan’s mother nagged, “You will be left with skin and bones if you continue to go on a diet.”