The 99th Divorce Chapter 1963
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“He’s actually ready to name the baby?” she thought .
Shen Manting felt her heart jolt with shock, and she felt angry, like how a person feels when their possessions are coveted by another .
Her brows furrowed into a frown, and she reached out her hands and said, “Give me the baby . ”
But she’d already taken the child back while she was speaking .
Shen Manting’s voice was rather harsh . Shen Luo’an wasn’t stupid . He could tell she was angry .
Shen Luo’an pursed his lips and he, too, began to scowl .
He’d been in good spirits, but when he saw how guarded Shen Manting was, his mood took a sudden downturn, and his gentle gaze turned increasingly cold .
“Shen Manting, what do you mean by this?” His voice wasn’t raised, but it clearly carried a hint of anger .
When Shen Manting heard his voice, she backed off .
When she looked up, she saw Shen Luo’an’s angry expression .
She lowered her head and said coldly, “The baby’s afraid of strangers . He’ll cry . ”
“Afraid of strangers?” Shen Luo’an chuckled suddenly . “Can’t you find a better excuse to brush me off with? Afraid of strangers? He’s only a few days old, and yet you’re telling me that he’s afraid of strangers?”
Shen Manting fell silent and hugged the baby even more tightly in her arms .
“The baby’s mine . The baby’s mine,” she thought . “Even if he is the baby’s real father, I won’t allow him to take the baby away from me!”
But Shen Manting didn’t say this out loud .
She held the child, but she didn’t feel at all confident that she’d be able to keep him .
Shen Luo’an’s tone of voice was harsh, but when he saw Shen Manting’s reticence, he found it was pointless to argue with her .
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Gritting his teeth, he stood up and turned to leave .
He closed the door behind him, and it made a not-so-subtle noise .
The baby seemed to sense something, but it also seemed that he didn’t, because his tiny lips pursed, but his breathing soon returned to normal .
Shen Manting stared at the closed door, and her eyes stung . Her breath caught in her throat, and her heart mercilessly hammered against her chest .
She lifted her head up and looked at the ceiling above her head . The room was completely silent .
February 1 . Gloomy day .
I don’t know where Shen Luo’an went off to . Madam Lin still stayed here to take care of me and the baby .
I know he’s just being spiteful and ran off because I made him angry yesterday . He didn’t return home last night .
Thank heavens . I can finally take care of the baby with peace of mind and get a good night’s sleep .
I hope he forgets about me and never comes back .
February 8 . Sunny day .
It’s been a week since Shen Luo’an left, and he hasn’t come back .
Thanks to Madam Lin’s care, I feel myself getting healthier . The baby spends a lot more time awake, and sometimes he’ll open his eyes to look at me .
I’m content .
Baby, Mummy loves you .
…
February 13 . Rainy day .
The baby is half a month old now . Shen Luo’an came back and once again looked much thinner than he did before .
He ate at home, but he didn’t say a single word to me . He only came to take a look at the baby .
He didn’t ask to hold him, which struck me as rather strange .
He went out again . I keep having the feeling that he’s up to something .
I hope that I’m just overthinking things .
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I finally thought of a name for the baby . His name will be Shen Yuexiao .
“Yue” as in “to surpass,” and “Xiao” as in “a hero . ” So it means “more than a hero . ”
…
Shen Manting closed her diary, and Xiao Yue’er watched her from the side with his big and pretty pitch-black eyes .
Suddenly, he opened his mouth and yawned .
His tiny face became all red, and his tiny hands balled themselves into fists . He looked pure, innocent, and oblivious as he looked at Shen Manting .
Shen Manting’s lips curled up into a smile, and she picked up the baby, cooing softly, “Shen Yuexiao . Shen Yuexiao . Do you like your name?”
The door wasn’t closed, and all of a sudden she could hear the soft sound of footsteps from outside the room .
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