Boomerang Love

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Brendan chuckled as he withdrew his right hand from his pocket and lightly tapped Naomi's forehead to nudge her back onto the bed.

After landing on the mattress with a soft thud, Naomi noticed the empty water glass on the bedside table. With a gentle sweep of her hand, she accidentally knocked the glass on the floor.

"Brendan, you went too far this time! My arms feel like they've been dislocated," Naomi complained.

Upon hearing the commotion behind him, Brendan's face drained of color. He quickly made his way to Naomi and helped her up from the bed.

"I didn't use much force earlier." Brendan swore that he had merely poked her with his finger; he hadn't exerted strength at all.

Naomi rubbed her right elbow and glared at him. "Don't you know that I've been pampered my whole life?" She then hugged her elbow and winced in pain. "Ouch, that hurts! Don't touch me!"

Observing Naomi's discomfort, Brendan grew increasingly worried. He supported her arm and asked, "Does it hurt whenever I touch it?"

Without waiting for her response, Brendan lifted Naomi and continued, "Grandpa knows a skilled doctor. Let's go see him."

Beads of sweat started forming on Brendan's forehead. Naomi was delighted to see his nervous expression. Wrapping her arms around Brendan's neck, she teased, "I was just kidding."

Brendan's expression turned grim as he looked at Naomi, who was grinning with her arms still around his neck. Shortly after, he threw her on the bed.

Naomi's heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively placed her hand over her stomach.

Next, she kicked his legs and sneered, "Brendan, I promise you will regret it if you cause me any harm. Are you still upset? It's not that big a deal."

As Naomi attempted to get out of bed, she felt Brendan hugging her legs. "Can't you see the broken glass on the floor?" He then turned to fetch a broom and dustpan to clean the mess.

Naomi sat cross-legged on the bed and watched Brendan sweep up the shards. She contemplated how much he had changed over the years.

He used to be the kind of person who wouldn't even lift a broom if it fell in front of him. But now, he was willingly doing household chores and cooking meals.

Heather would never believe it if she told her he was handling such tasks.

After clearing away the glass shards, Brendan sat beside Naomi without looking at her. It was clear that he was still unhappy about Naomi seeking Ronald's help.

When Naomi nestled into Brendan's lap, he said in an icy tone, "Go away." She had no need for him now that she had Ronald.

Naomi retorted, "Weren't you concerned about me just now?"

Brendan maintained his stance, saying, "Go away."

Seeing his persistent indifference, Naomi distanced herself from him. "Fine, if you're not going to join me in bed, I'll sleep alone."

With that, she tucked herself under the blanket and turned her back to him.

Brendan felt frustrated when Naomi gave him the cold shoulder. In the past, she would try her best to cheer him up.

However, she couldn't be bothered to make the effort after they got together. Suddenly, Brendan felt like she'd taken him for a ride.

Brendan hesitated to turn the pages of his book. He glanced at Naomi, who remained motionless for some time. Slowly, he shifted his legs closer to her.