It was a wonderful night. Bars of sunlight slanted down from the windows. Tracey's fair arm outside the quilt looked like a piece of jade in the sun.
The sudden coolness of the autumn wind blowing through the windows opened her eyes. She withdrew her arm.
And that woke Adam up. Looking at her little face, he said, "Good morning, little bunny." A kiss fell on her beautiful forehead.
"Good morning, Adam." Tracey buried her head in his arms. The crazy sex last night made her unwilling to get up.
"Why are you smiling so happily?" Her sweet smile made his day.
"I'm thinking when I can have your baby." Tracey looked at her flat lower abdomen. Even Ruth was pregnant, so she wouldn't wait too long, would she?
Every time when she mentioned it, Adam looked bad. Before he knew Tracey's health condition, he had yearned for a child.
However, he changed his mind after knowing it. He felt a little regretful. But he did not dare to tell Tracey the truth, for fear of a great blow to her.
"Do you want a child so badly?" He stroked her hair.
"Didn't you want it more than I did? Adam, the revenge is down and my company is on the track. I can spend time with you and our kids everyday." She was very happy.
She liked the island that Adam bought her before. "When I get pregnant, I'm gonna go to the island and wait to be a mother. What do you think, Mia?"
Tracey stroked Mia, who was sleeping beside the pillow. She was so sleepy that she purred without opening her eyes as a response.
"Look, Mia agreed."
Adam couldn't tell her the cruel truth. Every woman had a soft side. The child was their soft side. Even a strong woman could be extremely tender with kids.
Therefore, it was really cruel to tell Tracey that she might be infertile!
He could not bear to extinguish the hope in her eyes. "Tracey, let nature take its course. It will come when it comes."
"Adam, why are you so strange?"
"Well, what do you mean?" Adam was a little confused. Did she see through him?
"You wanted kids more than I did before. But somewhere along the line, you changed your mind."
"Every time I bring it up, you either change the subject or tell me not to be anxious. You don't want to have kids? Or you just don't want to have kids with me?"
Tracey's anger surged. When she didn't want to have a child, he named their child.
Now she did, but he refused to talk about it. If she was not mistaken, she'd mentioned it three or four times, and his attitude was not satisfying.
He was as nice to her as ever, but why didn't he want kids? The atmosphere seemed to be tense.
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