Christine went to bed at 10:30 p.m. Surprisingly, she slept soundly this night as well. When she woke up the next morning, she was in nice spirits.

While washing up, she suddenly recalled that during her sleep last night, someone entered the room and even adjusted her sleeping position... It should be Sheldon.

Was Christine overthinking? Had she become oversensitive because of her pregnancy? She shook her head to get rid of the messy thoughts.

She went downstairs at 7:30 a.m. Sheldon was not in the living room, and she went straight to the dining room.

"Mrs. Collins. Breakfast will be ready in three minutes," Mrs. Jones told Christine.

Seeing that there were unheated toast and milk on the table, Christine said, "Don't bother. I'll have this."

She grabbed the bread and planned to have it on the way to the company. When she turned around, however, she saw Sheldon in a grey sport suit with a white towel around his neck. There was sweat on his forehead, and his muscular arms looked mighty.

The sun had not risen high yet, but Christine could smell the sunlight on the man. The warm, bright vibe he was giving off was irresistible to lots of people, and she was no exception.

Christine swallowed, intending to greet the man. However, Sheldon grabbed her by the arm and pressed her into the chair.

Condescendingly, he said, "I don't care what you're going to do, you must have breakfast properly."

"Can't you see that I have bread in my hand? It's my breakfast. I am not going to skip breakfast." Christine thought that she had a good temperament, but still, she could not stand the man's bossiness.

His movements were rude, and his words were imperative.

Sheldon yanked the bread out of her hand and tossed it in the trash, saying, "How dare you feed my child with that? Wait patiently for Mrs. Jones to get breakfast ready. Next time when you have to leave early, ask Mrs. Jones to prepare breakfast early in advance."

"Sheldon, you're making me late for work. Will you take the responsibility for that?" The woman tried to stand up from the chair, but the man stopped her from doing so with his broad hands.

With his brows raised, Sheldon asked, "How long does it take from here to your workplace?"

"Bus first and then metro. One hour and ten minutes in total, if there is no traffic jam." It was 7:30 a.m., and it would be the beginning of office hour when Christine got there.

The bus stop was far from the villa area. While Christine was in the Lee Family, their family vehicle used to take her to and from work. However, it was different at this time.

She could also use a taxi or Uber. However, it was hard to get one around this area. Even if she was willing to pay more, it would take her at least ten minutes to wait for the driver to arrive.

All of a sudden, Sheldon moved his face closer to Christine and almost touched hers. She hurried to lean backward.

What the hell was he doing? Feeling agitated, Christine even wanted to punch him in the face.

The next second, she widened her eyes open. Sheldon actually curled up his lips into a smile.

"Be good and finish your breakfast. I'll take you to the office later. Besides, there are many cars and a driver available. As the hostess of the family, you can use the cars as you like, and you can also ask the driver to take you to work."

He then fixed his eyes at Christine. The woman's skin was crystal-clear. Involuntarily, he leaned in closer to her and landed a kiss on her face.

"What are you doing?!" Christine pushed the man furiously, but he maintained motionless.

Sheldon grabbed the woman by her arms and whispered in her eyes, "Make a guess about what I want to do, honey. You're so adorable when you blushed as red as a rose. I want you badly, but you're still early in your pregnancy, I have to contain my desires."

Christine shivered all over with anger. The man gently pressed her shoulders and tried to soothe her mood by changing the topic.

He continued, "It will be silly of you if you are not going to use the car and driver since it is legal and will not harm anyone. As a smart woman, you'll use them, won't you?"