Chapter 1391

Grace walked into their bedroom and went straight to Oliver, reaching for Cliff. For once, their son cooperated, instinctively leaning toward her. However, Oliver shifted his body away, deliberately keeping the toddler out of her reach. Grace huffed and grabbed Oliver's shoulder, trying to wrestle Cliff out of his arms. "You wouldn't hold him earlier when I asked, and now you won't even let me? Give me my baby!" Cliff clung onto Grace's sleeve, refusing to let go as if Oliver were the villain keeping him away from his mother's warm, safe embrace. Finally, Grace won, pulling the chubby little boy into her arms. Snuggled in his mother's softness, Cliff wasted no time planting a big, sloppy kiss on her cheek as he mumbled incoherently. Grace held onto her little ball of warmth, rubbing his squishy back as her face became a victim of his drool-filled affection. The room fell silent. Oliver did not say a word, and Grace did not either. She just kept adjusting Cliff in her arms, rocking