Nathan’s P.O.V.
I kept on feeding Noah without looking at anyone. He also had his head hung low while taking food from my hand.
They were still talking about something here and there, but two pairs of eyes were still shooting daggers at us.
This wasn’t even my fault, but I became the one who got the scolding.
Luke hurried me saying that Noah is not breathing properly, and when I tried to wake Noah up, he didn't wake up. I was scared to death and .... did some reckless thing, but as Noah's father, my worry was genuine.
“Nathan… what’s wrong? Are you two okay?” Mom asked me worriedly after some time.
“I am okay, mom…. Perfectly fine.” I answered her with a faint smile but couldn’t even glance at Summer.
“He is not okay, mom….. I just told him that Noah is sleepy, and he reacted so bad
