Skye Brown's cheeks were slightly flushed.
"Then you carry her yourself..." She wanted to hand Molly Wellington over to Dylan Wellington.
But Dylan Wellington stopped her: "Finally asleep, moving her around might wake her up. Besides, Molly seems to really like you..."
The man leaned in closer, and as he said this, his deep almond-shaped eyes slightly lifted from Molly's face to look at Skye Brown.
When Dylan Wellington looked at Molly, his usually cold and aloof almond-shaped eyes showed less of their usual roguishness and more tenderness and focus.
When he lifted his eyes to look at Skye Brown, the emotions in his eyes hadn't yet shifted.
Skye Brown: "..."
Her heart trembled, and for a moment, it felt like she was back a few years ago.
Back then... she was still the treasure Dylan Wellington held in the palm of his hand, publicly declared as the woman he loved most.
The only woman who had broken the curse of Dylan Wellington's three-month relationship lifespan.
