The Baby Isn’t Yours

Chapter 89:

Shwaa!

The jet of water that shot out of him swept over Simons head as if in slow motion.

Glittering drops fell straight down and began to wet Simons silver hair.

!..

His clean silver hair was wet.

Simon watched as the clear liquid dripped onto his hair and turned to stone.

Although he was wet with baby urine, his beauty was striking, as if he were wet with morning dew.

Pff.

Oh, I shouldnt laugh.

Kalia covered her mouth with her hand and turned away, barely holding back her laughter. Trying to contain this impulse, a strange buzzing sound was heard from her.

You cant laugh, forget how to laugh. Kalia Tacskate!

Hmm.

In the end, Kalia bit her tongue, and Simon, frozen in slow motion, pushed back his wet hair.

You.

A sigh escaped the calm voice.

Simon silently looked at the child, as if at a loss for words.

But Sasha did something to break Simons silence.

Aw, awuu.

The baby clicked its beautiful mouth and tiny tongue, making strange nonsensical sounds.

The stunned childs eyes went straight to Simons eyes and head. Sasha held out his hand to him, as if he really liked Simons shiny hair. Spread plump fingers tried to hold the man.

Gya, yu, vua.

His figure, muttering loudly and shaking his arms, looked like a puppy desperate for food.

Simon, looking at the child with calm eyes, finally reached out and took the childs hand extended towards him.

Gyaa.

The baby grabbed Simons thumb tightly, shook it, and smiled.

It was strange.

Obviously, Sasha was still a newborn, and Kalia was told that a child at such a young age simply cant smile yet However, in Kalias eyes, it looked like Sasha was smiling at Simon. He seemed to be looking directly at him and smiling directly at him.

Do you even recognize him?

It was the face Simon showed her every day when Sasha was still in Kalias belly. Did he see it through Kalias eyes? Or is it all the strength of that bloodline?

Simon also felt this strange feeling, so, wet and silent, he stared at the boy.

His hands trembled helplessly at the strength of the childs grip.

Simon, who let go of his hand and only looked at the baby, finally smiled. His smile looked desperate, but at the same time contained a strange sense of satisfaction.

Do you even know how much you look like your mother?

I dont think Ill ever be able to defeat you.

Kalia was staring at Simons back, who was whispering softly into the childs ear. Despite the fact that he looked wet, there was no trace of displeasure on Simons face.

Instead, the gaze of the child holding his hand was warm.

For some reason, Kalia couldnt take her eyes off them.

* * *

Dad, dad

Simon went out to take a shower, and Kalia, left alone, put Sasha, who had fallen asleep after milk, into the crib, and fell asleep herself.

Shed been with Simon since childhood, but the Simon she saw now didnt look like the Simon she knew.

A wizard who can laugh even wet with baby pee.

Is this even possible?

So she misunderstood Simon?

Kalia shook her head thoughtfully.

It must be the image that Simon wanted to show.

What made her think he hated children.

Prior to this, Kalia considered herself infertile. And Simon made her think he hated children too, because she couldnt have them.

Its just Ive loved you ever since.

I couldnt let the woman I love look so devastated when she looked at something she couldnt have.

The Simons voice quietly confessing, whispering in her ear.

Kalia closed her eyes and remembered that voice again and again.

Ive loved you ever since.

The woman I love

Just thinking about that sleepy voice filled Kalias entire body with energy.

The smell of baby milk in front of her nose and Simons voice engulfing her thoughts made Kalia feel her whole body relax.

But Simon You dont have to give up something just because I cant have it.

It was hard to believe that he was even going to give up the baby because she was infertile.

How far did this thought go in Simon?

Dad.

Maybe he was already somewhere, where he died in his old age with her?

Perhaps it really looks that Simon might be too good a man for her.

A lover like no other in the world, a man who can be a good enough father to make his own mobile and change his own diaper.

The more Kalia got to know Simon, the more she liked him.

Not just as a good person, but as a good lover and reliable family member.

Ah, maybe Simon didnt even realize how he constantly seduced her.

Smart guy.

Closing her eyes, Kalia lifted the corners of her lips.

Will Sasha be happier with dad? No, with Simon we all would be happier.

With that vague thought, as she shook her head, Kalia fell asleep.

About 3 hours later, Kalia, who had been sleeping very soundly, woke up again.

* * *

Uwah, uwaaah.

The cry of a crying baby echoed at dawn. The sound of a voice reaching his ears immediately awakened Kalias resting consciousness.

Shh, shhhh Stop crying, Sasha, if you continue like this, youll wake up your mother.

And the voice of a man, embarrassedly holding a crying child in his arms.

Simon?

Kalia, who had woken up with cloudy eyes closed, looked back at the man who calmly held the baby in his arms and comforted him. His slender and tall stature cast a long shadow into the dimly lit room. He continued to whisper in a low voice, holding the child, leaning his face against the wide aquarium.

Sasha. Sasha. Shhh. Do you want me to sing you a song? I changed your diaper So why are you crying? Dont cry, dont. You will wake up Kalia.

She could feel the impatience in her low voice.

Kalia, seeing Simon walking around the room with a baby in her arms, came to her senses and called out to him.

Simon.

Ah, are you awake? Now look, Sasha. You woke up your mother, and I asked you to solve this with me like a man with a man, grumbling, as if in jest, Simon took the child in his arms, and Sasha groaned again, as if he didnt like something. God, this is a joke, a joke. Dont be afraid when I joke with you.

Startled, Simon lifted Sasha back onto his shoulder and looked at Kalia.

Ill try to put him to bed again so you can get more sleep.

Why are you here?

I came when I heard Sashas cry. You may be very tired, Kalia. Its not that you didnt hear him Maybe you just havent had a drink in a long time.

Oh yeah. I drank.

It was Kalia who stayed for a drink after Simon left. After all, Sasha was still bottle fed, refusing to feed on her milk, so it didnt matter if she drank.

You can sleep some more, Ill put Sasha to bed.

Mm, no. Give me Sasha. He must be crying because hes hungry.

What? Didnt he just eat?

Kalia smiled at the surprised Simon.

At this age, babies eat every 2-3 hours, regardless of day and night. Besides, Sasha has a good appetite.

When she woke up, she found powdered milk that she kept in the refrigerator and took it. Simon grabbed it as if he wanted to take it away from Kalia and pushed her back onto the bed.

Ill feed him so you can sleep more. You said you went out to stretch today? And you said you looked after Sasha last night. Just sleep tonight.

Its okay, I feel rested after getting some sleep.

Youre lying. You still have sleepy eyes? When you return to the capital, you will be too busy, so be lazy and rest while you are still here.

It seems to me that even now I laze every day.

This isnt enough. I heard that giving birth to a child is like rearranging the bones of the body They say that this creates a lot of stress for the body, but over the years it does not go away. So get some rest.

But its not that hard

Honestly, she has more help than any other mother in the world. They had a nanny with them, who looked after the baby at any time, Hemmie was here to help too, and her doctor didnt sleep all night with Simon.

You are blessed, Sasha.

As a mother, it was natural for her to look at her child. And maybe Simon didnt even know he thought the same way. Kalia may never admit it, but she may have begun to realize that Simon was the father of this little life.

Although Kalia said that she hadnt yet recognized him, maybe she was giving up her thinking and began to recognize Simon as a father.

Well, there was no reason for her to stop him anyway, since he was so active.

As Simon had told her, Kalia was lying on her back on the bed.

It is necessary to give milk at a temperature of 40 degrees. Otherwise, they say, the stomach will hurt.

40 degrees? Okay.

Simon carefully raised the temperature of his palm while holding the glass bottle.

He was a skilled magician, so he adjusted the temperature.

Kalia leaned her head back on the pillow and looked at Simon, who was bottle feeding, hugging the baby carefully.

The moonlight of dawn penetrated the dark room.

The sight of Simon holding and bottle feeding the baby under the little red light that Simon turned on, despite being unusually dim, strangely stimulated Kalias vision.

She never thought shed be able to see something like this.

He is also Simons son.

We are brothers, we are friends, we are drinking buddies

It was amazing again, it was absurd and strangely pleasant.

Kalia, who was silently looking at Simon, spoke.

Simon.

Yes?

Do you love me?

Simons shoulders froze and trembled.

He looked back at her and said as if he had heard nonsense.

If you dont believe me so much, I will repeat this to you every time we look into each others eyes.

Its not like I dont believe you.

Then what?

Its just I dont feel it.

Simon, who was calmly holding the baby, suddenly turned to Kalia. Did she think his dark golden eyes seemed to sparkle?

Dont you feel it, Kalia?

Huh?

Then, should I make it real?

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