Suddenly, Tiffany flipped up like a carp, as if she had been startled. As a result, the pair stared at each other, cradling their foreheads in pain. Jackson never thought that Tiffany would be so careless in spite of her pregnancy, getting up so roughly like that. His forehead had ended up colliding with hers. He hadn’t even had the chance to avoid her.
Tiffany was close to tears from the pain. “What were you doing? That hurt...”
He was both innocent and helpless. “What do you mean? I just came upstairs to wake you up for dinner. Can’t you get up more gently? I’ve never met a more careless pregnant woman in my life. Come on, get up or the dishes will grow cold.”
Tiffany went into a daze, then returned to her senses. “I dreamt that we broke up again, then I heard you calling me for dinner and remembered that we’re married, and we’ll never be apart again. But I was in a daze, so I didn’t know what was a dream and what was reality. I wanted to find out which was real as soon as possible. I didn’t know that you’d be so close to me, which is why I bumped into you. And you’re teasing me for having a slow brain.”
Jackson curled his lips, reached out to stroke her head.
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