Chapter 1087

In Oliver's bedroom, Grace and Oliver sat on the edge of the bed, watching Cliff lying face down. They both stared at their chubby bundle, who had the audacity to keep his face buried in the mattress. They found it funny how he would not lift his head normally, but the moment something caught his interest, his little head would pop right up. For three full minutes, the couple observed him, but he stubbornly refused to lift his head. "Cliff, please raise your head. Your cute face will get squished if you keep lying down like this." Grace crouched in front of Cliff, trying to coax him with unprecedented gentleness. She never imagined that she would become this soft-spoken in her life. Meanwhile, Cliff, being strong-willed, eventually grew frustrated and burst into tears. Grace immediately picked him up, wiping away his tears. She asked worriedly, "Darling, what should we do?" Oliver sat there, looking at their dramatic son, and gestured toward the bed. He said, "Just toss him up th