Marcus’s P.O.V. (Continued)
“The work never ends until we take our last breath, my love. You are more important than anything else.” I replied to her in a gentle tone while pulling her up from the couch and made her sit on my lap, wrapping my hands around her waist in the end.
She didn’t protest and wrapped her hands around my neck while leaning over me. “You are right that work never ends, but right now our work and our decisions concern so many lives and the future of this world. So…. Yeah… work is more important than me now.” She said to me in a light tone while smiling faintly.
“You don’t need to be so understanding, you know. I am happy to bear a few of your whines and tantrums.” I complained to her in a fake hurtful tone. Her smile went wide, and she brushed the bridge of her nose
