Chapter 1359 He Is a Pure-hearted Man
Laura was like, "What the heck does he mean by that?" Michael made it sound like she was some kind of schemer or something.
"I'd rather drop dead than have you help me," Laura snapped, giving him the stink eye.
Michael just pouted and didn't bother arguing back.
Early in the morning, Maeve woke up a bunch of times to eat, but the little one's appetite was tiny. Laura was so wiped out that she kept dozing off while feeding her.
Half-asleep, she felt someone take Maeve away and fix her clothes. She wanted to open her eyes, but she was just too out of it.
The next day, when Laura woke up and remembered what happened, her face turned bright red.
She looked around and, seeing only the nurse, let out a sigh of relief. Michael must've been out cold last night; no way it was him who helped her with her clothes.
"Last night, I fell asleep while feeding. Was it you who helped me with my clothes?" she asked the nurse.
The nurse looked surprised for a second, then smiled, "Nope, Michael sent me home early last night. He stayed here all night, said he wanted to take care of you and the baby himself."
Laura froze and blushed even more. She thought shyly, 'So it was Michael who helped me with my clothes last night?'
The nurse grinned, "Michael's really hands-on with you and the baby. It's rare for a rich guy to do the night shift. He didn't know squat before, but now he can change diapers and dress the baby. He even took the baby for a swim earlier."
Laura muttered, "The baby is his; that's what a dad should do."
"You don't get it. In rich families, they throw money at everything. Nurses and nannies do all the work. Sure, it's our job, but kids need their parents' love too," the nurse glanced at her chest, "You look uncomfortable. Want Michael to help?"
The topic switch threw Laura off. She just wanted to disappear.
At breakfast, Luke, Rose, and Caroline showed up with a bunch of fancy breakfast stuff from the Jude family's five-star chef. Laura was eating pretty well these days.
Michael came back holding Maeve after her swim. Rose watched him and could tell he was getting the hang of it. From her experience, he wasn't faking it.
When Maeve cried, Michael knew she probably peed and quickly changed her diaper like a pro.
Rose, who rarely spoke kindly to him, said, "Maeve only peed once; you don't need to change it."
"No way, I can't let Maeve be even a little uncomfortable," Michael said patiently, "By the way, Mom, can you get me a bigger bag? One that can hold diapers, a water bottle, and stuff."
"You're getting better," Caroline, who rarely praised him, said, "Keep it up. You need to be a good father and husband."
Caroline paused, then warmly grabbed Rose's hand, "Rose, let's leave everything to Michael and hit the mall. He bought it for Laura, so let's go check it out. And don't worry, if he slacks off, I'll personally kick his butt."
Just like that, Rose, who had just arrived, got whisked away by Caroline.
Laura felt pretty helpless; she had wanted Rose to help her with the breast pump.
Michael saw her disappointed look, his lips moved, but he didn't say anything.
After lunch, while Laura was lying in bed playing games, a hand suddenly snatched her phone away.
"The doc said you should cut down on screen time; it's bad for your eyes. You wanna go blind?" Michael tossed her phone onto the sofa, "You've been on that thing all morning."
Laura was already in a bad mood, and she knew playing on her phone wasn't great, but Michael bossing her around made her even more annoyed, "Even if I go blind, it's your fault for knocking me up."
Michael chuckled, "I'm scared you'll blame me, so I can't let you play on your phone. If you go blind, you'll totally blame me."
He paused, looking a bit tense, and stopped talking.
Laura sneered, "Blame you for what? For being responsible? Don't worry, I won't hold you accountable."
"Whatever, we have a kid now. I gotta take care of you," Michael snorted, "Take a nap. Don't mess with your eyes. If you think I'm wrong, I can call your parents and ask if I'm right."
Laura was frustrated by his words. She huffed and turned her back to him, showing she didn't want to talk.
But her chest hurt so much that she eventually fell asleep in pain. She suddenly felt a strange sensation, like a heavy weight had been lifted off her chest. She groggily opened her eyes and saw Michael awkwardly helping her with her clothes. She was stunned for a moment, then screamed, "Michael, you pervert!"
"Don't scream," Michael quickly covered her mouth, blushing.
Laura didn't know if she was angry or embarrassed, but her face was red and hot, and her eyes were filled with tears. She really hoped she was dreaming. They had a kid together, but they had only been intimate once, and they were both drunk and didn't remember much. She still considered herself an innocent girl.
"I saw you tossing and turning in your sleep, looking uncomfortable," Michael was also embarrassed, his face burning. He thought, 'I have a kid and have even given Joseph a lot of porn, but I don't have much experience with sex. I've had a crush on Megan for ages and haven't even touched another woman's hand. Saying I'm a total innocent isn't a stretch.'
"I wasn't uncomfortable," Laura blushed and glared at him.
Michael blinked, "I recorded a video as evidence." He took out his phone and played a recently recorded video. In the video, she was sleeping, but very restlessly, and her hand was in an even more inappropriate position.
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