When they arrived at their residence, Claudia was still fast asleep on his shoulder so Harry couldn't bear to ruin his sweet dream. When he got out of the sedan, Harry carried his wife's slender body and then walked into their house, while the assistants were busy taking things out of the trunk.
Claudia woke up suddenly while Harry was carrying her body up the stairs. Her gaze immediately glared as she patted Harry's shoulder.
"Harry, why are you carrying me?"
"Because I really want to carry you," Harry answered casually, making Claudia even more annoyed.
"Your body is just recovering. The doctor has told you not to lift heavy things yet."
Harry smiled a mischievous smile, moving his lips closer to her red lips. "The doctor said I shouldn't lift heavy things. But you're not an object. I should still be able to carry you."
Claudia rolled her eyes and patted her forehead. "It seems that since you almost died, there's something wrong with your mindset."
