Words I was Afraid to Hear

Aoi Xiu took her sleeping grandson from her daughter's arms.

"You two have fun tonight. I know you had been busy taking care of the baby these past few weeks." She gave Dan a meaningful look.

He reciprocated with a subtle salute and an excited smile.

Indeed, the last time they were intimate were several months ago, due to the distance and Midori's pregnancy.

Dan took his opportunity to lead his wife into their bedroom.

Midori glanced worriedly at her baby before leaving.

"Don't worry. Mom took care of you and Masaichi. She had a lot more practice than you do." Dan coaxed her.

She smiled then nodded. She almost squealed when he lifted her by the thighs, just like old times, as they entered their bedroom.

Earlier that day, Aoi asked for her own bedroom. It was not a problem for the 6-bedroom villa, but she specified that it should be only her room as she glared at her husband.

Midori just chuckled, thinking of her parents' random petty fights.

In truth, they just bought the beds for the other rooms a week ago.

Midori suddenly went to City T right after they had acquired the property, so this was not prioritized.

Dan thereafter relocated to his condominium unit and never slept in the villa without his wife.

When they came back with the baby, they rushed to buy furniture pieces because they had invited her mom to come over for a visit.

Fortunately, after alternating on caring for the baby, Midori managed to at least arrange bed covers, sheets, and pillow covers for three of the other five bedrooms.

Aoi Xiu carried the baby into her designated bedroom and laid him gently on the center of the bed.

She had to commend her daughter for the choice of redwood pieces of furniture in the pale yellow-walled room. The bed was covered with beige and maroon stripes linen on the lower half, continuing as a beige cover on top. The pillows were covered with plain maroon linens. The carpet surrounding the area of the bed was mimicking the wooden patterns of the furniture. The heavy blackout curtains were also a shade of marsala, with golden belts.

Outside the glass doors to the balcony was a pair of iron wrought chairs with matching table, all in bronze.

Her room looked like something a hotel could offer, even having an electric kettle, cups, saucers, teaspoons, coffee packs, and tea bags on the side table. There was also a pitcher of water if one wanted to have tea before bedtime.

The only thing lacking is a mini fridge.

She smiled as she praised her daughter in her mind.

She cleaned herself up in the bathroom, with door ajar, to hear if the baby will be crying.

Fortunately, he remained sound asleep.

As she was drying her hair, with a white fluffy bathrobe on, there were three knocks on the door.

She furrowed her brows and glanced at the baby, worried that he would wake up to the noise.

She then went hurriedly to get the door to prevent another set of knocks.

Before her appeared Xiu Jin, still in his dress shirt, with the two top buttons undone.

She had always understood why ladies hate her so much.

"What are you doing here?" She frowned. She pointed at the far end of the hallway. "Your bedroom is down the hall." There was annoyance in her voice.

He sneaked a peek inside her bedroom.

She intentionally blocked his view with her body.

He gulped. He could smell the faint scent of shampoo and shower gel on her. He also knew that under the robe was nothing.

He cleared his throat. "Can...can we talk?"

"About what?" She raised her left brow.

"I need the clan." he declared sheepishly.

Aoi's eyes shuddered. She looked around as if fearing that others might hear.

She led him inside and locked the door.