The footsteps of the unexpected guest woke Skyler Jones, who had just fallen asleep.
Sure enough, a knock on the door followed.
Skyler, afraid that the person outside might wake his sweet wife, who had just fed the baby and fallen asleep, got up quietly and tiptoed his way to the shutter.
As soon as he opened the door, Skyler made a shushing gesture to the person outside.
Howard Geoffrey saw that his sister-in-law and nephew were sleeping, so he lowered his voice to shout, "Don’t let your deputy general manager bother again, deal with your stuff yourself!!"
Skyler squinted his eyes, completely unashad, "Can you understand the feelings of soone elevated to the father of two children?"
"Then can you understand the feelings of a husband? My vacation is almost ruined by your company’s trivial matters!" He had prepared for so long in advance, yet all the ti he set aside was taken by "Oversky."
"I thought I’d already told you that I’m getting old, and I’m planning to hand over the company’s affairs to you to handle..."
What?
Howard Geoffrey’s eyes widened, "Skyler Geoffrey, don’t act like the old-tir here!!" Apparently, he isn’t even that much older, right?
Oh, now he’s getting serious, even using his full na!
Skyler gazed at Howard Geoffrey, still speaking at a leisurely pace, "Considering your lack of respect, I won’t argue with you, but you still need to give a birth gift for my son. How about taking on ’Oversky’ as your congratulatory gift for my son’s birth, I would sincerely accept it..."
"Dream on!!" Howard Geoffrey shouted.
Christine Quinn, lying in bed, vaguely heard the sounds of argunt outside...
She groggily woke up, and not seeing her lover sleeping beside her, propped herself up to look toward the door.
With sharp eyes, Skyler had already seen the shadow of his sweet wife waking up from Howard Geoffrey’s gaze...
He almost imdiately raised his voice, "What? Howard, you’re saying you’re planning to help manage ’Oversky’ so I can take better care of Christine? Great, great...that’s exactly what I needed!"
Howard Geoffrey’s face turned dark and was about to angrily retort Skyler, when he saw Christine already at Skyler’s side.
Before Howard could speak, Skyler had already wrapped his arm around his sweet wife, asking, "Honey, what woke you up?"
Christine smiled faintly, "You two talking so loudly, how could I not wake up?"
"Sorry for waking you, honey," Skyler affectionately stole a kiss from Christine.
Christine blushed, "So, what were you two talking about?"
Howard hurriedly spoke up, "We were talking about..."
Unexpectedly, Skyler took over the conversation, "Um, we were talking about company matters...Howard said I spent too little ti with you, and since you’ve been so hard-working and gave a son, he said he’s planning to help manage the company for a while so I’d have more ti to be with you..."
Hearing Skyler’s words, Howard’s eyes widened, fists clenched.
Christine gently smiled and turned to look at Howard, "Really?"
"Of course..." Not.
Before the last two words could co out, Skyler once again took over, "See, Howard is so good to his brother and sister-in-law..." he said as he led Christine back into the room, "Co on, honey, let’s get back to sleep..."
Howard stared at his big brother, for the first ti, gritting his teeth, utterly helpless.
Thinking about Howard’s expression just now, Christine frowned, "Honey, was Howard really here to tell you this?"
"Yes..."
Christine suspiciously, "But he didn’t look very happy, like..."
"He’s not unhappy, he’s very willing."
"Really?"
"Of course, didn’t he just say so?"
"Oh..."
While the couple was talking, a certain little pink one in the cradle suddenly cried out in grievance...
Christine quickly freed herself from her husband’s embrace and hurried to the cradle to check on her son.
She saw her son pouting, with dark eyes brimming with tears, how pitiful...
Christine quickly picked her son up from the cradle, soothing him with soreness, "Oh, oh...Dorian, why are you crying? Did you not see daddy and mommy?"
Skyler checked his son’s diaper expertly, discovering that he hadn’t peed, and wondered, "No wet diaper, and just ate, why is he crying?"
Christine gently rocked Dorian Jones, "Maybe he’s still hungry..."
Skyler frowned, "Didn’t he just eat?"
Christine embarrassed, "Maybe he’s not full yet."
Skyler Jones was silent.
Christine Quinn imdiately held Dorian Jones on the edge of the bed, lifted her clothes, and began to breastfeed.
Skyler Jones sat watching nearby...
Seeing the little one cute as he nursed, Skyler Jones couldn’t help but smile, "He sure is hungry..."
Christine looked at the little one in her arms, eyes squinting as he seed to thoroughly enjoy nursing, feeling satisfied yet complaining, "Babies are always this hungry... It’s because you never took care of Marie, so you wouldn’t know."
Skyler Jones snuggled up to Christine, holding her affectionately, "I’m sorry, I wasn’t there to care for you back then."
Rembering the hardships of the past, Christine’s nose felt a tinge of sadness, but thinking of everything she had now, her heart was filled with happiness.
"Forget it, I won’t hold it against you... The baby wet his diaper, go get a new one."
"Okay..."
Skyler Jones obediently went to get the diaper.
After a while, Christine fed Dorian until he was full and handed him over to Skyler Jones.
Having cared for Christine closely in recent days, Skyler Jones had beco quite the expert dad, and handling diapers was sothing he no longer needed Christine’s help with.
Watching Skyler Jones expertly change Dorian’s diaper on the bed, Christine couldn’t help but smile inwardly; who would have thought the normally unflappable and dignified Skyler Jones would turn into a super dad...
It reminded Christine of the first ti Skyler Jones changed Dorian’s diaper.
When Skyler first attempted to change Dorian’s diaper, he couldn’t manage it at all.
Back then, Christine had just given birth and couldn’t get out of bed, watching Skyler flounder from a distance. Yet he adored Dorian too much to want help from a servant, hence...
Skyler held the diaper, looking at Dorian, unsure where to start.
Mrs. Geoffrey was amused beyond asure and eventually ca over to teach Skyler step by step, but it took him several tries to even master the basic action of lifting the baby’s legs. He couldn’t quite control his strength, and by the ti he’d finally followed Mrs. Geoffrey’s guidance in changing the diaper, his forehead was beaded with sweat.
Who would have figured after Skyler finished changing him, the little one puckered his mouth as if blaming the lousy skills of the diaper changer, feeling uncomfortable, and then burst into tears.
While she laughed, the little one cried pitifully and Skyler stood beside the bed at a loss, only able to hold the little one and pacify him in a low soothing tone...
From that day, Skyler gradually evolved into an adept dad.
He avoided going to the office, fearing Christine would be too exhausted after childbirth, breastfeeding made sleep scarce, so Sklyer took charge of all childcare tasks except feeding.
Changing diapers, bathing, dressing, these he learned from Mrs. Geoffrey, and practiced systematically, quickly becoming a pro.
However, Dorian was truly hard to please.
Whenever Skyler’s care was even slightly unsatisfying or displeasing, Dorian would protest with loud cries.
The little one was practically two different beings day and night...
During the day he’d eat and sleep, but at night he cried and fussed; to avoid disturbing Christine, Skyler often got up himself, cradling the little one, wandering the room to lull him to sleep.
The little one was even quite the connoisseur in his father’s arms, ceasing to cry and sleeping soundly.
Many tis when Christine woke at night, she’d see Skyler walking around the room holding the little one...
To be honest, she felt very touched...
At this mont, Skyler skillfully finished changing Dorian’s diaper, but who would imagine, the little one rely squinted at his father, furrowed his brows, and grunted, as if indicating Skyler’s skills were barely passable.
Skyler too squinted, gazing at his son.
The little one yawned widely yet again, looking like he wanted to sleep, ignoring his father entirely.
The little one bore a remarkable likeness to Skyler, with nose and brows likened to eighty percent resemblance, especially those pursed lips, identical to Skyler’s when drawn into a thin line. Thus, Mrs. Geoffrey would always exclaim multiple tis how he looked just like Skyler as a child whenever she saw the little one...
At one point Skyler once again heard Mrs. Geoffrey ntion this and furrowed his brow—no, how could he have been like this as a child? This guy liked cleanliness, was picky, and aloof, he certainly hadn’t been...
But then, wait a minute, isn’t he precisely like that now?
After Skyler lulled Christine to sleep, he climbed into bed, embracing Christine in his arms...
Christine was already awake, laughing at the little one’s proud disregard for his father, feeling wide-eyed.
"Honey..."
"Huh?"
Christine took the initiative to plant a kiss on Skyler’s cheek, "I feel so happy."
"You fool..."
Skyler lowered his head and gently captured Christine’s lips in a deep kiss.
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