Standing in front of the washstand brushing her teeth, Amelia Clarke had a delayed realization, remembering a prenatal check-up where the doctor mentioned one child's heartbeat was delayed. At that time, Madam Moreland was still in a coma. After visiting Madam Moreland and returning home, while taking the elevator downstairs, she had chatted non-stop with Owen Moreland.
It seemed that she had talked about combining the master bedroom and the second bedroom to set up a nursery.
So much time had passed, and Amelia had long forgotten, but Owen still remembered.
It was yet another small gesture that moved her again.
After finishing brushing and stepping out, Owen Moreland was standing by the coffee table, slipping a watch onto his wrist.
Amelia walked over to help him with the watch, her gaze landing on the platinum wedding ring on Owen's left ring finger—a simple band without any patterns or decorations, yet it exuded an air of nobility worn by him.
