My Platinum-Blond Childhood Friend Is So Pretty - Chapter 146



146 – 62. Beloved Amelia. Dad Steals Her Breast Milk

Four adults were gathered around the expensive, high-end wooden baby crib.

In the middle, our lovely daughter Amelia was rolling her big, round eyes.

Our 30-day-old angel, born just a month ago.

Before her grandparents arrived, she had a delicious meal, and before that, she took a nice nap.

So, I’m being extremely careful not to get hurt, wearing gloves on my hands, waving my arms around, and wiggling my toes to show off my cuteness.

I started using this pacifier last week, and it’s amazing.

My parents can’t take their eyes off me, and it’s no wonder – I’m just that adorable.

Even I get so caught up in watching our Amy that I forget about time when I get home from work.

So, on this weekend, I wanted to spend some quality time with my beloved daughter, but… my parents are occupying her attention, and there’s nothing I can do about it.

“Is Amy smiling right now? Her smile is completely like Doyun’s!”

“She looks just like Doyun when she’s smiling and being cute. We had an easy time raising Doyun, didn’t we?”

“Eli, you had a hard time when you were young, didn’t you, Mark?”

“Amy, look at Farfar’s fingers! I want to hold them, but I can’t because of the gloves!”

“Mark, you’re also completely captivated by your granddaughter, aren’t you?”

It was truly a happiness virus. Just looking at Amy was enough to make our whole family smile, and we exchanged happy conversations with beaming faces.

I yielded my spot next to Amy to my parents and got up from my seat.

“I’ll go see Eli for a bit. Call me if anything happens.”

“If anything happens, we won’t bother you. You can just rest easy. Our little fox is fine with just me and your mom.”

“Hehe, is Amy also a little fox? Later, she’ll be smiling beautifully like Doyun and calling me ‘grandma’!”

“That’s right, she’s a little fox. She’s already captivating us like this, so what will happen later? This isn’t a fox, what is it? Ah, she’s so cute!”

“Right, right… Hehehe…”

I left behind the sound of my mom and mother-in-law’s laughter and headed to the inner room.

When I entered the room, Eli was sitting on the bed, wearing an oversized T-shirt for breastfeeding.

Until my parents arrived, Eli had been holding Amy, so her arms and body must have been tired, but she was still searching for something on her phone.

She was probably looking for something for Amy. She always did that.

Then, she noticed my presence and put down her phone, looking at me with a gentle smile like a goddess.

“Husband, how’s Amy?”

“My parents are taking care of her. That’s why I came to give you a massage.”

“I’m fine, it’s okay. I’m not tired at all.”

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“What… it’s just an excuse to give you a massage, and actually, I came to give you a kiss.”

“That’s necessary. Do it.”

– Kiss!

I sat down next to Eli, put my arm around her, and gave her a short kiss on the lips. While doing so, I gently massaged her arm.

Eli must have been tired from holding Amy for a long time, even though she had been exercising regularly.

I knew that just holding Amy and walking around the living room would make my arms ache, so it was no wonder Eli’s arms were sore.

Of course, Eli thought Amy was just too lovely, so she probably didn’t even realize she was tired.

“What were you looking at?”

“Baby clothes. There are too many cute ones.”

“Amy looks adorable in anything she wears, doesn’t she?”

“That’s true, but I want to dress her in the prettiest outfit.”

“What, our princess’s fashion show is always welcome. You can dress her up as much as you want. I’ll take the pictures.”

“What are you talking about? Dad should take pictures with us too. The photo shoot is scheduled with Soyeon and Hye-ryeong.”

“Are they coming to take pictures because they want to stick their faces into Amy’s baby book again?”

“Lee So-yeon is like that, and Hye-ryeong wants to kiss her on the cheek.”

“Emmie’s breasts are expensive, though…”

“So, when I come back, I’ll buy something delicious.”

-!

As we exchanged words like a parent, we overlapped our lips.

Although we didn’t avoid kissing or pecking while taking care of Emmie, we naturally did it less often. Since Emmie is still too young, we need to focus on her and show interest.

Thanks to that, when our parents come to visit, like today, we can make up for the time we lacked as a couple, even if it feels like we’re being robbed of our time with Emmie.

“You must have had a hard time holding the baby all day. You’re amazing, honey.”

“It’s not that hard. Emmie is very demanding and usually calm… I saw at the café that other 30-day-old babies are a handful.”

“Our Emmie doesn’t reject food like her mom, so she eats well and breastfeeds well too.”

“That’s right. She’s not picky and is very well-behaved, just like her dad.”

-!

As we faced each other, our bodies leaned in, and our lips overlapped, gradually turning towards each other.

My queen, who was once the platinum princess, is now in my arms.

Since I spend most of my day with Emmie, the baby’s scent mixed with my own makes my heart flutter.

“Did you talk to the boss about going back to work?”

“I said I wouldn’t go back for 180 days, until we wean Emmie off breast milk. After that, I’ll work part-time, one day a week.”

“Emmie loves her mom’s milk too much; can we wean her off right away?”

“We should do it gradually. But are you okay with taking care of Emmie alone?”

“You can do it on the weekends too? And if you go to work, your mom and mother-in-law will definitely come to take care of Emmie.”

“I guess so…”

“I’m more worried that Emmie will miss her mom. Why don’t we just take Emmie to the filming set and show her how pretty her mom looks in her nice clothes?”

“That’s too chaotic, and the makeup smell is strong… Maybe it’ll be okay after 180 days. We’ll see how it goes then.”

-!

I’ve already been working for over half a year.

Since it’s a large corporation, I’ve been attending all sorts of training sessions, which makes me busy and tired. But when I come home, all that fatigue disappears.

My beautiful wife, who welcomes me, and my daughter’s round eyes staring at me make me forget all about my exhaustion.

And sometimes, Ellie plans a small event for us.

We’ve done all sorts of cosplay, so it’s gotten a bit old. These days, she wears trendy, s*xy clothes from the internet.

Just the other day, she wore a sweater that exposed her back and sides, welcoming me home, and I couldn’t help but do something naughty.

Although my body is tired, her seductive and s*xy behavior pierces through that fatigue.

In simple terms, it means I’m happy.

As I hugged my wife, feeling happy, Ellie whispered in my ear with a sly voice.

“Honey, Emmie left some breast milk earlier…”

“…Yeah?”

“Yeah. Will you finish it off, Dad?”

“That’s unavoidable. I, as the dad, should take care of Emmie’s leftovers.”

“Hehe, you like it? It’s that delicious?”

“Honestly, it’s too delicious. I wonder why Emmie eats so well every day…”

-Boom!

“Aya… Do you not like balls? Kick them around with your feet?”

-Zip!

“Wow!”

“How can our Amy’s feet be so pretty? Can I kick them some more?”

“Hmm…”

“Want to kick them some more? Alright, I’ll do it all night…”

“Husband, it’s getting late, so stop and come out.”

“Already? I want to play with Amy some more…”

“Stop. Don’t you see Amy’s getting sleepy and closing her eyes? Go wash your hands and get ready for bed.”

“Okay…”

So, I didn’t notice the time passing while playing with Amy, and I would get scolded by Eli every time.

It was good to keep our sleep schedules accurate, for Amy’s sake and ours.

Of course, my wife, who loves me too much, would comfort me every time before bed.

-Swish… Slurp…

“Uh, Eli…”

“You’ve drunk a lot of milk, right? I’ll help you take it out, so just relax.”

“What if Amy wakes up…”

“It’s okay, she’ll wake up in two or three hours anyway. But we need to be quiet so she doesn’t wake up too early, you know?”

“Yes.”

“Let me drink my milk first, and then I’ll give you some of mine. You like that baby formula, don’t you?”

“I really want to drink it.”

“Just have a little. Don’t drink it all, including Amy’s.”

“Okay, dear. I’ll just have a little.”

“Good, good… Hehe.”

It feels like my wife’s comforting skills have improved even more since giving birth to Amelia.

Her gentle yet playful tone… is impossible to resist, I suppose.

Really… she’s a complete mom now.