Polly Sutton didn't repeat herself, instead, she looked at Victor Parker, who hadn't fully reacted yet.
Victor Parker suddenly stood up, one hand on his waist, pacing back and forth by the bed.
Polly Sutton got up, tidied her clothes, and half-leaned on the bed, watching the slightly agitated man beside her. What kind of reaction is this?
Happy?
Not happy?
Victor Parker turned around a few times, then stopped to look at Polly Sutton, "Really?"
Seeing Polly Sutton nod, he started pacing again.
After asking several times, Polly Sutton became anxious first, got off the bed directly, "You can go on acting crazy, we'll talk when you calm down."
"Honey, honey." Victor Parker hurriedly pulled the leaving Polly Sutton back into his arms, holding her tightly.
He wasn't unhappy, he was just too happy to know how to express it.
Last time, he didn't know from when Polly was pregnant until the children could run, jump, and call him daddy.
