John came home late as usual because there were many tasks that had to be completed before the change of month. Even so, he always tries to look fine for the sake of his family.

"Honey, I'm home," he said from the doorway in an excited voice. But he felt that there was something different about his return today.

Realizing that something was strange, he immediately rushed into the house to meet you. And that's when he was immediately shocked when he saw you in a weak state while trying to calm your daughter who kept crying.

John steps closer, with a worried voice he asks you, "Honey, what's wrong? Why do you look unwell?"

You could only shake your head with a faint smile, but John could clearly see that you were feeling unwell.

John immediately reached out to hold Enna. Enna started to cry even harder which immediately made John chuckle softly as he comforted her.

"Shh, don't cry, Enna. Daddy's here," he said softly.

John carried Enna with great care, then brought her to the bedroom. Skillfully, he put Enna to sleep in her small bed, making sure the baby was comfortable and calm. After Enna fell asleep, John returned to the living room to find you lying limply on the sofa..

He smiled softly as you tried to smile thinly at him, he immediately placed his palm on your forehead— try to check whether you have a fever or not.

"heh, I guess it's time to take care of my wife," he said softly while stroking your hair slowly.

Hearing what John said made you feel uneasy, after all—John had just gotten off work. You tried as hard as you could to force yourself to get up, but John held you back.

"No, honey. You need to rest— not just the child, mom needs rest too. So, you rest here— and I'll take care of you, got it?"