Chapter 774

Oliver's expression softened as he placed his large hand on Grace's stomach. The little one inside kicked him, clearly not asleep yet. He smiled and said, "It looks like my little kitten is hungry. It's time to feed her before she gets too skinny and loses her value." … Hazel returned to the Prescott residence for a while, balancing her time between the Jeffersons and the Prescotts. Upon hearing she was back, Shawn made time to return for the evening. Shawn looked noticeably thinner, exhaustion etched into his face. Hazel couldn't help but ask, "Shawn, why are you rushing so much with your cases lately?" Shawn looked at her, his emotions hidden behind a calm gaze. "I have my reasons." Her hands, which didn't know much about massages, found their way to his back. She remembered him mentioning in the hospital that she could massage. She believed his words and tried to help him with his neck and back now. "Are you tired from work?" Shawn asked. Hazel nodded. "Yes." Shawn gently