Watching the two walking away, Logan Ray unconsciously tightened his grip on the baby carriage, the feeling of having his heart held in someone’s palm, only he could understand.
A weight on his arm, it was Ava Charles hooking onto him, looking at Titus Zane’s retreating figure, she softly said, "Logan, Titus is going to be a mother now, you should be happy for her..."
Logan Ray redirected his gaze to his wife’s serene face and hummed, "Let’s go pick out some diapers."
Knowing that Nathan Moore did it on purpose, Titus Zane felt uneasy.
If he didn’t like her wearing that jade pendant, he could have just directly mentioned it, not embarrassingly returning it .
Feeling upset, she no longer wanted to go shopping with this childish and petty man.
"Nathan Moore, I want to go back." Titus Zane protested, not wanting to continue this charade with the childish man, but the strong hand around her waist restrained her tightly by his side, refusing to let her leave, and he stood by the baby section picking out baby bottles.
"No, we are going back later."
"How childish you are! We don’t even have a baby, why pick these out?"
Nathan Moore glanced over, "Sooner or later, we will."
As he looked back, he glanced towards the diaper section, catching Logan Ray’s eyes just as they crossed, Nathan Moore disdainfully curled his lip, then looked down at the reluctant woman in his embrace.
"What?" Titus Zane turned confusedly, "I want you to pretend to vomit."
Seeing Logan Ray still occasionally glancing their way, Nathan Moore lowered his voice and commanded through clenched teeth.
Seeing Titus Zane uncooperative, the circling fingers around her waist moved, "Ah..." she cried out softly, "Nathan Moore?" The man was actually twisting her waist...
Seeing Titus Zane looked at him aggrievedly, Nathan Moore felt a bit remorseful and softened his tone, gently coaxing, "Dear, just for a moment, then we can go back." This text is hosted at N0veI.Fiɾe.net
Titus Zane felt that if she did not cooperate, this man might play tricks again, so she reluctantly covered her lips and pretended to retch.
A warmth on her back, it was Nathan Moore’s hand gently patting there, his other hand supporting her arm, very considerate, "Darling, what’s wrong, feeling unwell again? Do you want to sit down for a bit..."
After a few fake retches, Titus Zane shook her hand, "No need, let’s go back."
"Alright, let’s go home."
Nathan Moore pushed the shopping cart with one hand and encircled Titus Zane with the other, heading to the supermarket exit. Before leaving, he glanced back, locked eyes with Logan Ray, provocatively raised his eyebrow, the smile on his lips brimming with triumph.
Once out of Logan Ray’s sight, Titus Zane shook off Nathan Moore’s hand, "Nathan Moore, I don’t ever want to participate in such childish games with you ever again!"
Pretending to have a baby and even fake pregnancy retches, only he could think of such things.
"Alright, alright, once we really have our baby, we won’t need to pretend anymore." Nathan Moore quickened his pace and brought Titus Zane back into his embrace, agreeably responding, the envious and resentful look in Logan Ray’s eyes earlier made him feel delighted.
After paying at the counter, Nathan Moore, holding the shopping bags in one hand and grasping Titus Zane’s wrist in the other, headed towards the parking lot.
After finishing work, Nathan Moore leaned at the head of the bed smoking, the rising swirls of smoke squinting his eyes, used to living alone amidst his busyness, he had ignored many of life’s pleasures, like having a baby, something many men of his age in the company already had. Recalling the soft little bundle he saw today, Nathan Moore took a deep drag, the smoke stung his eyes harder, hearing the sound of water stopping in the bathroom, he stubbed the remaining half of the cigarette in the ashtray.
If that weak and incompetent man Logan Ray could be a father, there’s no way he’d be left behind.