Boomerang Love

He remembered that Naomi had called him last year. He was in a meeting at the time and had asked Jason to return the call, but she had said that everything was fine Later, he went on a business trip.

Observing Berdan's change in expression after saying what she had been holding back, Bailey turned to Naomi and said, "Naomi, get some rest. I'll come and visit you later"

After Bailey left, Naomi noticed that Brendan had remained silent with a stern expression the whole time. She resumed her usual composure and marked, "Alright, don't look so stem. With a wife as considerate as me, you should be happy."

Then, she added, "Don't mention Bailey next time. There are many things you don't know, and doing that would upset her."

It wasn't acceptable for outsiders to talk about it, let alone someone close to her.

Naomi dismissed Brendan's indifference.

He held the back of her neck and suddenly pulled her closer. "Naomi, do you still have feelings for me?"

Observing Naomi, thinking about her past experience of avoiding trouble and the stubbornness she had shown in steering clear of it, Brendan suddenly telt a bit uneasy.

He was afraid of becoming the person Naomi wanted to avoid.

In response to Brendan's question, Naomi smiled faintly. "If I felt nothing, how could I go on?

"Besides, even though I'm unwell, you've come here to visit me empty-handed. And now you're wearing such a stern expression. Do you have no shame?

Naomi casually teased Brendan, but he slowly loosened his hold on her neck.NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

Gently stroking her face with his hand, he asked, "Why didn't you tell me about such an important thing?"

If it were another woman, she would probably bring it up repeatedly for the rest of her life. However, Naomi hadn't mentioned it at all.

Naomi, who was dressed in a hospital gown, casually remarked, "It's all in the past, and I'm fine now.

The more casually Naomi spoke, the more uncomfortable Brendan felt. Despite their strained relationship, he was still her husband.

With her right hand on Brendan's wrist, Naomi was about to move his hand away from her face. Brendan exerted more force, pulling her even closer.

Stumbling forward, she ended up snuppling against Brendan.

Seeing a hint of affection in his eyes, Naomi raised her hands, encircling his neck. "Are you ready to have a child?"

"Don't you have anything else on your mind?"

Naomi insisted, "Let's have one! Otherwise, life would be too boring"

Brendan declined and replied, "No."

Rising on her tiptoes, Naomi playfully rubbed her forehead against Brendan's. "Let's have one, just one!"

With a smile in his eyes, Brendan said, "Nope."

Naomi was still like a child herself, and she hadn't figured out her own feelings yet.

"Brendan!"

He gave a noncommittal hum in reply.

In the midst of their ambiguous interaction, the door suddenly opened.

Heather's voice burst out energetically, "Naomi, why are you? suddenly sick?"

Inside the room, Brendan and Naomi quickly let go of each other.

At the door, Heather stood still for a moment.

After staring at them for a while, she finally asked, "Are you two fighting or d. yout ve being affectionate?"

Naomi didn't answer the question and instead said, "Mom, you're here!"