Marriage in crisis

They are back.

I turned around and ran towards the study room again, clenching my fists and staring at the data cable progressing little by little. The sound of the door opening and closing could already be heard downstairs, and I stamped my feet anxiously.

Finally, after the data transfer was completed, I pulled off the USB flash drive, closed the computer, and ran out of the study. I could already hear their footsteps going upstairs, and my whole body was shaking nervously like chaff.

I took a deep breath, opened my limp legs, and walked towards the stairs.

After just a few steps out, Deng Jiazhe came up with Sanbao in his arms, followed closely by Zhao Mingzhen holding a blanket.

I laughed coldly in my heart, it looked like a family of three, but that was my son.

"How's it going? Sanbao, mom, hug him!" I stretched out my hand to hug him, but Sanbao's small body twisted and avoided my hand. A pair of short hands tightly hugged Deng Jiazhe's neck, "Dad !”

"Yes!" Deng Jiazhe responded warmly, without saying anything else, he just held Sanbao, passed me, and walked inside.

Zhao Mingzhen, who was behind him, looked at me and smiled with the corner of his mouth raised. The smile clearly contained a kind of disdain and provocation.

I endured it, followed them into the children's room, and asked, "How is the situation? Do you need to be hospitalized?"

Then he reached out and touched Sanbao's head. It felt warm and cool, and it seemed that the fever had completely subsided.

"It's okay. The doctor said it's better to be at home. There are too many patients in the hospital now and the virus is too strong. If the child is young, it's better not to stay in the hospital as much as possible!" Deng Jiazhe said while telling Zhao Mingzhen, "Go and give him some water! "

Zhao Mingzhen immediately turned around to pour water. Sanbao was lying on the bed, holding Deng Jiazhe's finger with his little hand, which was as wilted as an eggplant beaten by frost.

Zhao Mingzhen came in with water, and I reached out to take it, "I'll do it!"

She obviously dodged my hand, "I'll do it, you haven't taken care of him, he's not used to you!"

These words made me furious. What do you mean I didn't take care of him? If they hadn't plotted against me, how could I be like this?

"What do you mean I didn't take care of him?" I asked angrily.

Zhao Mingzhen was shocked by my words and glanced at Deng Jiazhe.

Deng Jiazhe stood up and grabbed me, "Let's go! Let Sister Zhen coax him to sleep for a while. The doctor said he needs more rest!"

Rest more!

Suddenly, the words colorless and tasteless flashed through my mind, and I shuddered involuntarily.

I shook his hand away, "No, my son is sick, how can I rest? I want to be with my child!"

Deng Jiazhe was startled by my sudden attitude and looked at me blankly.

"Why, can't I even take care of my child? Am I his mother? He is sick, am I wrong to worry about him?" I stared into Deng Jiazhe's eyes and asked, a stream of evil fire rushing up.

Deng Jiazhe looked at me with a dark and unclear look, and the room suddenly became eerily silent.

Sanbao may have been frightened by such an atmosphere, so he burst into tears and kept calling daddy.

I quickly walked over, pulled Zhao Mingzhen away, sat beside his bed, and coaxed him.

Deng Jiazhe reached out and took the water glass from Zhao Mingzhen's hand, "Go and cook and let Nini coax him to sleep!"

Zhao Mingzhen didn't move, just stood there with a look of reluctance.

I looked up at her, met her eyes, and asked, "Didn't you hear me?"

She glanced at Deng Jiazhe, who didn't look at her at all. She had to reluctantly hum "Okay" and then turned around and went out.

Sanbao was reluctant at first, so he stretched out his little hand in the direction of Zhao Mingzhen. I picked him up directly, held him in my arms, and kept coaxing him. Maybe it was because Deng Jiazhe was there, or maybe he was sick and weak, so he collapsed after crying a few times.

I breathed a sigh of relief and deliberately said, "It seems that the child really can't tolerate it. I am his mother! If this continues, he will no longer be close to me."

Deng Jiazhe raised his eyes and glanced at me, and said angrily, "You are really good at your temper now, why are you so jealous! Why don't we get close to each other? Aren't you in poor health? Are you afraid that you won't be able to take care of the child?"

I suddenly raised my eyes and stared at him, and said with ulterior motives, "I am not in good health, do I have to let a nanny take over my place?"