“I’ll do it.” Cayne voluntarily came forward to carry her before Antonio could do it, but it was too late for her.
“Did I ask you?” Jilly asked him and made him stop on his spot, he stood like a statue at the sudden command. He looked up at her with wary eyes.
“He must be uncomfortable to carry you, I’ll do it.” Cayne persistently tried to find a reason for her not to be carried by another man. It was not that he forbid her, he just didn’t want to make Antonio feel uncomfortable.
“Just say you’re jealous. It has been what? Years since you last held her?” Marco butted in and got a glare from Cayne in an instant but Marco was indifferent.
“Jealous?” Jilly pulled a devilish smirk. “Let me do the therapy alone, you stay here with her. Got it, Isaiah?” It had been so long since she saw Cayn
