I glanced at the wall clock and it showed past nine. Geezz!!! I must have slept for a long time. I stretched my hands up and bend slightly backward to let go of the fatigue I felt.

"Should we wake mommy?" Sweety's husky voice alerted my hearing sense. Their footsteps approached near my room and I watched Sweety who is opening the door slowly looking behind her back.


"Ahh!!" She shrieked once she saw me fully awake.

"Mommy, you are up!" She ran towards me stretching both her hands up. I picked her in my arms and put her in my laps.

"How was your day baby? Did you enjoy it?" I asked kissing her forehead.


"Veryyyy!! Dad is amazing!!! He bought me a lot of chocolate and brought me to the park. There are lots of animals in the ZOO!!!" Her smile was beautiful.

"I fed a banana to the elephant and a monkey, but one stupid monkey snatched my ice cream." Her face dropped.


"Ohooo... That's okay, baby. Mommy will buy you one by tomorrow." I kissed her cheeks. "But daddy bought me a box of ice creams!!!" She squealed.

"What!!" my eyes must have come out of my sockets. "Did you eat the whole box?!" I asked, as couldn't able to believe her.

She shook her head and gave me a sheepish smile. Mr. Miller, you are dead. When I was about to get up, Mr. Devil entered my room holding a tray in his hand.

"Did you buy her ice cream?" I narrowed my eyes at him.

''Huh!! No." He replied innocently. If anyone was in my place, they would have believed him. His innocent baby face has that skills, but it won't work on me. I was getting used to this side of him.

"You!! Bloody---"

"Language!" He warned, setting the tray beside the table.

"See!! Who is talking?!" I mocked

He gave me one sharp look but said nothing. If he does, he will be out of my apartment right now and he knows very well that it's not a safeguard for him.

"It's for you. Eat." He handed me a fork and picked Sweety from my lap.

"We ate already." He answered for my unasked question. The food looks delicious. I licked my lips before shoving the spaghetti on my mouth.

"Hmmm!!" I moaned, the taste was amazing like how it looks.

To be continued---

"Did you like it?" He asked curiously.

"Yeah!" I gave him a mouthful reply and took the piece of Chicken wings, but the smell did something to my stomach, and I felt nausea all of a sudden.

I put the plate and fork on the bed before I ran towards the bathroom to throw up. I emptied all the content from my stomach and leaned on the wall.

He rubbed my back and handed me water and a towel. I rinsed my mouth and wiped my face with the towel he gave me.

"You okay?" Somehow his reaction was priceless like he is horrified of seeing me like this. He scooped me in his arms and walked out of the bathroom then gently made me sit on the bed where I sat before.

He grabbed the plate of chicken wings and placed it apart from my sight. "Eat this." He tried to feed me spaghetti, but I shook my head. "I don't want to eat." I said tiredly.

"Please, just a bit." He brought the fork to my mouth. Hesitantly, I opened my mouth and ate the spaghetti slowly.

He treated me like a child until I finish half of the plate and gave up when I didn't open my mouth. He put the plate on the sink, and I heard the running sound of water.

Maybe he is washing the dishes too.

"I want to stay with you." He said almost to himself. "I want to make sure you are doing well. I want to take care of you and our baby." He gently stroked my hair.

"Whatever but on the couch," I said weakly. He inhaled deeply and a satisfied smile grew on his face.

"Read her one of the stories, she will sleep." I said giving him a book.

"Okay, take rest." He lifted Sweety on his arms and walked out of my room. I laid on the bed looking at the ceiling as could not able to catch a bit of sleep.

Time rolled fast but sleep didn't consume me. I waited for one more hour yet no change, I'm fully awake as it's a day time. The wall clock showed one at midnight and my mind dragged to Sweety. They must have slept right now.

I climbed out of the bed and walked into the living room, there I saw both daughter and dad are sleeping peacefully on the couch.

He is looking so adorable in his sleeping, mouth hung opened while my baby is hugging her daddy so tightly, curling her small frame onto the couch.

I walked towards them and tried to pick Sweety from him but he got alerted, his grip on her was tightened. Once he saw me, he heaved a heavy sigh, his feature softened.

"Oh God, Riya!! What are you doing?" He whispered huskily not enough to wake Sweety. "Put her in my bed." I said but he stopped me when I was about to lift her in my arms.

"I will do it." He placed Sweety on the bed and kissed her forehead. "Good night." He said and walked out of my room.

After that, I climbed on the bed and drew Sweety very closer to my chest. I fell asleep immediately; having her near my side calmed me down.

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"I'm late!!!" I heard my baby's voice but somehow the voice is coming far away from me. I tried to open my eyes, but my eyelids are glued to each other.

"Okay done. Come." I heard a male voice followed by a door clicking sound. I snuggled my face onto the pillow and sat on the bed. Oops!! I'm late for the office. Why didn't he wake me up?