The next morning, Grace went to deliver Andrew's clothes to him. The man had developed an annoying habit these days. He needed Grace to pick out all his clothes for him every season.
Smelling the alcohol in the room, Grace kicked him right in the ass. She had no mercy.
Andrew growled with discontent. He blamed himself for being blind and falling in love with such a rude woman.
Eaton was also awake. The baby was starting to recognize people.
Andrew was carrying the baby in his arms and feeding him milk. The baby was sucking the milk with his chubby cheek up and down rhythmically. He looked so cute.
Charlie wheeled himself out of the room. His eyes were red. He stopped beside Andrew and asked in a husky voice, "Can I hold Eaton for a while?” A touch of pleading was in his tone.
Andrew raised an eyebrow and then placed Eaton in his arms.
However, Eaton burst out crying once Andrew held him out.
Charlie froze, and his hand stopped in the air.
The baby was all tears. Charlie couldn't bear to let the baby cry. He withdrew his hand. "Forget it. You can hold him."
Andrew swayed his arm slightly and Eaton stopped crying. "He's not in a good mood in the morning. Wait until noon. You can hold him then."
Honestly, Andrew felt happy. The baby clung to him, which was worthy of his dedication to him.
Grace surely saw Charlie's red eyes and his rigid arms. Her eyes twitched, but she didn’t say anything.
After breakfast, Grace went to the garden to trim the shrubs, and Andrew followed her with Eaton in his arms.
The two chatted while Andrew was teasing Eaton.
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