Chapter 872

"Our plan to keep the pregnancy stable is working great!"

"The doctor said everything looks good. The baby is doing just fine!"

"In just a few months, you'll get to meet your first great-grandchild!"

Fleur grinned proudly. "And he'll be your only great-grandchild, too!"

"But are you sure her baby's really okay? Didn't Callie mention there were some issues last time?"

Eamon frowned. "If she needed bed rest, that usually means something's not right with the baby. Sometimes you just have to let nature take its course, you know? Don't force it."

"No, I think Callie must've misread something!"

"We had all the tests done, and the doctor said everything's perfectly healthy!"

“Bed rest is just routine-nothing special or extreme!"

Fleur shot Calliope a sharp look, obviously annoyed.

Calliope glanced over at Yvette, who was dramatically cradling her still-flat belly, really playing up the whole "expectant mom❞ act.

Yvette didn't look too happy.

Yvette's condition was a result of forcing the

healthy; there was


Fleur wouldn't listen, and there wasn't

of a baby being brought into the world only to suffer tugged

help but gently say, "You know, regular

really should take your doctor's

ignore her, but surely

we're

listen to the doctor. You really

Fleur's tone was icy.

gave her a look and dropped the

and

game of chess with Eamon—and

kid. Always so sharp. I give up! Let Silas

help but laugh. He was the one who insisted she try her best, but now that she'd won, he was a little


she wandered out to the backyard

been staying with Eamon lately, and was definitely packing on

gotten

Meshe said,

eating so

for you!"

to s

wagged his tail, as if

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