Chapter 211

Bella’s POV:

Klein brought over a lot of things, then headed straight for my bedroom.

I opened the door for him.

“Let’s see what I’ve brought you.” Klein excitedly placed everything on the sofa.

“What is it?” | stepped forward in confusion.

When I opened those packages, I was stunned.

Because there were milk bottles, diapers, and baby clothes inside.

I took out a milk bottle and looked at it carefully. I was very touched.

Originally, I planned to buy these things by myself for a period of time. But I didn’t imagine that Klein would be so attentive. He had thought things through for me. I was really touched. He had done too much for me, and I couldn’t repay him anything at all. Because I was too moved, tears began to flow uncontrollably.

“Bella, what’s wrong?” Klein immediately asked.

I hurriedly turned and wiped away my tears. “Nothing. Thank you, Klein!”

Klein said, “You’re welcome. I don’t know if the child in your belly is a boy or a girl. Thus, I followed the salesgirl’s suggestion to buy a yellow one. Either boy or girl can wear it.” As he spoke, he showed me the infant clothes.

him, a little choked with sobs. “Klein, I really

hurriedly said, “Bella, you don’t have to say anything. Don’t cry! If you

looked up at the ceiling and

grandma.” Klein turned and left. This made

by one… Although there weren’t many people in the little courtyard, and with the addition of Klein, there were only four people, this Christmas was very fulfilling and grand. A beautiful Christmas tree, the gifts hidden in the socks by Klein’s grandmother, as

had been talking about some interesting things, and

was simply

feel the

and soon it was spring in the second year. The weather gradually warmed up. After dinner, Klein’s grandmother asked me to go to her room. “Do you have something to say to me?” I

out to touch my belly and asked

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delivery?”

more month,” I

my belly and smiled happily. Now the baby’s fetal movement was very obvious. The baby always kicked me before I slept, and my belly would swell up into a hill. I had already felt

went to the wardrobe. She opened the closet and took

the bed She sat by

by the flowers with cartoon patterns printed on them. They

is…” I slowly walked

and said with a smile, “I’m old. I made this little quilt and a few clothes. I didn’t make them well

this, I was surprised and

spectacles when she looked at things. She must have spent

of an

You don’t like it? If you don’t like it, then I’ll keep it for Klein’s children.” Mrs.

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