Mark pov,

It’s late night, we are in deep sleep. A loud cry disturbed my sleep. I jumped out of my bed and ran towards the cradle, picking up my crying baby in my arms; I left to the balcony, patting his back.

“Ian, please don’t cry. Your mom can’t wake up now. She is tired baby, please sleep “ I requested my baby, who is crying louder. I pulled the glass door shut to prohibit my baby screams inside my bedroom. I seriously don’t want to disturb her sleep. It’s almost five months since she slept well. She is so restless. I regret pushing her into such a high...