Even after Her Death by Rita Bond

Chapter 489 Thunderstorm Night

After leaving Jeffrey's room, I followed Carter back to ours. As he closed the door behind us, I asked, "What's really going on? Are you and Dad planning something?" Carter cupped my face gently. "There's nothing for you to worry about. Dad just said that pregnant women shouldn't stay up late. Go take a shower and rest." "But..."

Before I could finish, he led me toward the bathroom. "Carl, I'm not at the point where I can't take care of myself. I can manage a shower."

"Fine," he said, relenting slightly. "But tomorrow, I'll have Damian add an extra layer of non-slip mats in the bathroom and put a carpet in the bedroom. It's better to be cautious." Though it seemed a little much, I knew he was just being thoughtful, so I did not argue. "Okay."

"Be careful when you get up after your shower," he added.

"I know, Honey."

I stood on tiptoes to kiss his cheek. "I'll be careful, but if there's any news from Whitney, you have to tell

me right away."

"I will," he promised.

As he stepped out, I realized he had skillfully avoided answering my question.

What exactly had Jeffrey meant earlier? Were they planning something involving Alisa?

Recently, I spent most of my time with Whitney during her treatment at Sergio's. What had they been up to at home?

!!

Maybe Carter did not want to tell me because he was afraid I would stress over it.

And honestly, what could I do right now? I wasn't in a position to help-I'd only end up being a burden. For now, I decided to listen to Carter and get some rest

The night stretched wide and endless, yet it seemed no one had a child as big as mine.

After my shower, I felt refreshed.

A cool breeze swept into the room, making the curtains flutter wildly

I walked toward the window, my nightgown swaying gently with the breeze.

I glanced at the yard below. Everything seemed normal nothing out of the ordinary.

Shaking my head, I dismissed my thoughts as overthinking.

did not need

Chapter 489 Thunderstorm Night

in the middle of the night, a

my eyes flew open. Carter's soothing

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trees swaying wildly, their movements eerie under the dim streetlights. The rain glistened like a shimmering net, falling relentlessly from the sky

I murmured, "Carl, was that

"It's pouring outside. Go back to

sky, turning night into day for a

instinctively nestled closer

the window with a pensive

my stare, he turned back to me, his voice

"Okay."

lightning, creating a

continued to fall, cleansing the world. In the dim yard below, blood trickled slowly, forming small

For me, it had improved my sleep like nothing else. The doctor

unusual fondness for

these later stages, sleeping at

already gone from the bed. The room felt extra cozy now, thanks to the soft carpet layered throughout-it was like stepping on clouds. Even though my belly had not grown significantly yet, all

the bathroom floor, and the shower gel was conveniently placed

left until delivery, he had

my belly. "Babies, your dad is incredibly

door and stepped out The April air was warming up, a soft

"Good morning, Mrs.

had let Whitne leave. He

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eyes.

the time, I had been furious, repeatedly reminding him

I

He was not defying me-he was following Carl's instructions. I shouldn't have taken

for hitting you yesterday,"

failed your orders, so I deserved

response only made me feel more

deserved someone sweet to love. I couldn't let him

is ready, Mrs. Bolton," Damian said,

"Alright," I replied.