Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife Chapter 226 - 225: Sweetness (12)

In Damian’s heart, he had already considered her as a part of him.

Bella Acker sweetly smiled, her eyes curving into crescents as he casually said "us." "I’ll call Shannon and let her know," she said.

"Okay." Damian Sinclair lifted the covers and got into bed, leaning against the headboard and grabbing a thick hardcover book from the nearby small bookshelf to read.

Bella Acker dialed Sandra Woods again, and this ti, she answered even faster.

Sandra Woods on the other end asked, "So, is your boyfriend coming?"

"We have sothing to take care of early tomorrow, so he can’t." Bella Acker replied, "He said he’ll invite you to dinner next ti."

"That’s fine too," Sandra Woods said. "Let’s et next ti when we both get back to Creston from the set."

"Okay, have fun. I’m going to sleep now. Bye-bye." Hanging up the phone, Bella Acker clumsily burrowed into the covers from the other end of the bed, inching her way up to Damian Sinclair’s lap, then to his belly and chest.

Damian Sinclair raised his arms, holding the book higher, watching her inch her way under the blanket until her head popped out from the edge.

"Damian."

"Hmm?" Damian Sinclair lowered his hand, resting it on her waist. "What’s up?"

"When did you change your phone’s unlock code to our birthdays?" Bella Acker asked with a mischievous smile.

"When I changed phones." Damian Sinclair answered calmly, though a bit of discomfort flickered in his eyes.

Bella Acker, having been with him for so many years, could easily catch the changes in his expressions. Seeing the unease in his eyes, her heart felt even sweeter. "Damian, you’re so romantic! I never even noticed before. And this apartnt’s address, was it chosen on purpose too?"

Damian Sinclair’s eyes held more discomfort, but he tried to maintain a straight face. "Acker the Puppy, it’s already past eleven, are you going to sleep or not?"

"I will, of course." Bella Acker sweetly nuzzled his chest with her head, whispering, "But I’m just too happy right now, I don’t feel like sleeping at all."

Damian Sinclair looked down at her, his eyes warming a bit. "If you can’t sleep, then just watch for a while."

"Not those brick-like books of yours," Bella Acker pouted. "Those books make doze off every ti."

Many of the brick-thick books Damian Sinclair collected were ancient classics, extrely esoteric and hard to understand. Even he had to read them nurous tis to comprehend them.

Bella Acker rested her chin on his chest, whispering, "Damian, can I look at your phone?"

Damian Sinclair looked at her, and Bella Acker quickly explained, "I just saw you have a lot of unread ssages and wanted to check for you. What if soone sent sothing important and you missed it?" She felt more and more guilty as she spoke, her voice getting quieter until it was almost a mumble.

"If it’s important, they’ll call," Damian Sinclair said.

"Oh." Bella Acker responded softly, feeling a bit disappointed inside.

Even though she knew it was wrong to look at his ssages, her curiosity got the better of her.

Damian Sinclair felt a bit helpless, but he put down the book, pulled her up a bit, and pinched her soft little face, which showed a hint of disappointnt. "Acker the Puppy, are you afraid soone might steal away?"