Michael was in the living room, trying to hear what they were talking about. It was actually quite close, and normally he would have been able to hear their conversation.
But this ti, because maybe he was trying not to make it obvious that he was eavesdropping, their conversation was slightly inaudible to him.
Michael glanced at the dining table again to see what was going on. His eyes suddenly widened when he saw Sarah stand up and walk towards him.
Why was that woman suddenly walking towards him?
Michael's head hurriedly looked at his laptop screen again. His hands were on the keyboard, then trying to type sothing he could think of, while the expression on his face he set to look serious.
"Let's talk," Sarah said coldly as she got close to Michael.
Usually, she would never bother if Michael was seen busy in front of his laptop. However, she knew that Michael had often turned to the dining table and tried to hear their conversation.
She even noticed when Michael imdiately tried to look busy when she stood up to approach him.
He was just pretending to look busy!
"Oh? What is it?" Michael asked, his expression showing surprise when he saw Sarah who was beside him.
she snorted.
"Don't play dumb! Let's talk outside!" Sarah said coldly and looked at the man sharply. The look in her eyes was like trying to kill the man.
Without waiting for Michael, Sarah headed straight for the balcony because she didn't want the kids to hear her conversation with Michael. That wouldn't be a pleasant conversation, and the kids shouldn't hear it.
Michael gulped when he saw Sarah's gaze. He felt a little intimidated. Looks like he's really in trouble.
Michael then stood up. He took a deep breath to prepare himself ntally. His head then turned to the kids and looked at them with a look to help him if he didn't get out safely.
However, the two kids only looked at their Daddy with a confused look because their Daddy's face looked strange.
***
Sarah stared at the night view of the city in front of her. The flashing lights looked beautiful, making her previously irritated mood slightly improve because of that.
Her hands were seen stroking her own arms, trying to warm her body which suddenly felt cold because of the night air. Even so, she remained there, enjoying the sight before her.
Suddenly, Sarah felt sothing was placed on her shoulder. Reflexively she imdiately turned and saw Michael who was smiling at her.
"It will warm you up," Michael said gently.
Sarah then imdiately tightened the blanket that Michael had just given her. So that's why Michael was a little late to et her. The man turned out to go get a blanket for her.
The cold imdiately turned into warmth when the blanket was wrapped around her body. So is her heart.
"So… what's wrong with you?" Sarah asked, looking at Michael. Her eyes looked less sharp than before, as well as her tone of voice which was not as cold as before but it was clear that she was still annoyed.
Well… if Michael thought he could stop her irritation with this blanket. The man is dead wrong!
"Hah? What is wrong with ?" asked Michael trying to look confused and pretend to be innocent.
Sarah snorted and glared at Michael. Was he really going to keep pretending he didn't know anything?
"Kids suddenly say they want a sibling," Sarah replied, looking Michael right in the man's eyes.
"Really?" Michael opened his mouth and widened his eyes. Pretend to be surprised to hear that. "They want a sibling?" Michael continued.
"Ah!"
After saying that, a groan of pain escaped Michael's lips as he felt sothing hit his arm hard. It was Sarah's hand hitting him.
"Your punch still hurts, huh!" Michael groaned in pain and imdiately rubbed his arm.
Sarah did hit him up recently because their kids were suddenly on the internet. However, the blow didn't hurt much at all since she did it while crying.
It was really different from the one she did when she was crying. This ti, it hurts alot1
"You deserve it!" Sarah said angrily. "Stop pretending and just say it!" she continued a little urgently.
"What?" asked Michael, deciding to keep pretending. "Well maybe they wanted a sibling because they were looking after Sienna back then. They look happy playing with her!" replied Michael who still did not want to say that it was actually his idea.
Sarah sighed as Michael still decided to keep playing dumb, but she could tell this had sothing to do with Sienna. It's just she still didn't understand the real reason.
Sarah's hand then rose again and clenched her fist, preparing to punch Michael again.
"Okay! Okay!" Michael said when he saw that while raising his hands in front of his chest, indicating he gave up.
"You know this is dostic violence, right?" Michael said again when Sarah didn't lower her hands even though she had given up.
"Dostic violence my ass! Just say it, Michael!" Sarah said angrily. Not only was Michael using the kids, but the man wouldn't say it when she pressed it.
Doesn't he deserve to be beaten?
Michael lowered his hands and took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.
"That's right. I want another kid," Michael admitted. His tone was low and he didn't dare et Sarah's eyes in embarrassnt.
Sarah lowered her hand when she heard that. Her facial expression softened when she saw Michael's expression.
Michael then recounted his experience while looking after Sienna. How he changes diapers and makes food for the little girl.
"It's tiring, but it's worth the effort. Then I thought that I don't seem to know anything about taking care of a kid, even though I already have two kids," said Michael looking at Sarah, smiling bitterly.
"Raphael and Gabriel are cute, and I really love them both. But… I also want to experience how to take care of a kid. A baby. My own baby, no one else's," he continued.
Sarah's lips tightly closed at Michael's lengthy explanation. Her heart was like being stabbed by a syringe. It doesn't hurt, but stings a little. She felt a little guilty.
Due to her own stupidity, she had taken Michael's experience of being a father from him.
"Do you not intend to have another kid?" asked Michael carefully while looking at the woman who had been silent all this ti.
Michael subconsciously held his breath. He could feel his heart beating fast, feeling nervous about the answer that would leave Sarah's lips.
If that was the answer he was hoping for, then thank goodness. That ans tonight they can start doing it… ahem, I an, tonight will be a happy ending.
However, if it was an answer he didn't expect… What should he do?
Sarah gulped when she heard Michael's question. How was she supposed to answer the man who was looking at her with pleading eyes?
Would he be hurt if he heard the answer?
She didn't want to see that expression on the man's face.
However, Sarah knew that she couldn't give the man the answer he wanted either.
She had absolutely no intention of having any more kids.
The atmosphere between them suddenly beca silent. Only a night breeze that sotis blows Sarah's long hair that they can hear.
"That…" Sarah licked her lower lip which suddenly felt dry. Her mouth closed again. She didn't know how to tell Michael that without hurting him.
Michael kept looking at Sarah. He could feel that he wouldn't hear what he expected, but he still wanted to wait for those words to leave her lips.
As long as he didn't hear it directly from Sarah's lips. He still has a chance, right?
"MOMMY! DADDY!"
Michael and Sarah turned their heads in unison when they heard the screams of the two angels they loved so much. In unison, both of them imdiately breathed a sigh of relief and smiled when they saw the two kids running towards them.
Michael was relieved because to be honest, he wasn't ready to hear what Sarah had to say. Likewise with Sarah, who felt that this ti her kids were helping her because she was still confused about how to tell Michael without hurting him.
"Why are you guys taking so long?" asked Raphael who was standing beside his parents. He tried to wait for his Daddy and Mommy to co, but they were taking too long so he decided to go over to them.
"Have you guys finished deciding how to make my sister?" asked Gabriel looking at his parents. His facial expression looks worried.
"Hah?" Michael looked confused when he heard that. What was his son talking about?
"I told Mommy that my sister must be blonde like , Daddy! Her eye color should also be blue! Daddy's going to make my sister blonde and blue eyes, right?" Gabriel asked hopefully for fear that his Daddy and Mommy had already made their decision.
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