I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

That night, at Crawford Manor.

The whole family was having dinner, but Luke Crawford was not there.

Allison Tanner put a piece of cucumber into Lanie's bowl and then one into Rainie's bowl. "Grandma just wants what's good for you. You have to eat some even if you don't like it. You're growing kids, and you don't want to stay short forever, do you?"

Everyone else at the table was eating.

Blanche looked at the cucumber in his bowl and put it into his mouth, eating it obediently. After that, he raised his head and looked at his grandmother." Grandma, why don't you eat onions?"

There was a platter of stir-fried onions on the table. Blanche and his sister both loved them, as did Greatgrandpa. Uncle Louis and Grandma Susan liked onions too. Only Grandma did not like them.

She would always push the stir-fried onions far, far away from her.

Grandma always said that the stench made her lose her appetite.

Before Allison could say anything, Susan Armstrong subtly harrumphed. "That's a hussy for you. So many demands."

Old Master Crawford could hear perfectly well. When he heard what she said, he frowned and coughed as a warning to his daughter-in-law, Susan. He was telling her not to pick fights at the dinner table.

Susan raised a brow and continued eating. She did not think she said anything wrong, but she knew where her limits were, so she stopped.

Allison had also heard that jibe, of course, but she ignored it. Instead, she graciously turned back to the children and said, "I don't ear onions because it's a hereditary thing. My late father didn't eat onions either." 2

"Oh, I see!" Blanche struggled with his chopsticks as h e said, "I know a pretty lady who doesn't eat onions either."

Allison smiled.

There were so many people in the world who did not eat onions. 1

The same went with coriander. Plenty of people avoided it. 1

After dinner, the two kids went out to play. Once the sky turned completely dark, they obediently went upstairs, cleaning up and going to sleep.

It was a very long night.

Bianca was lost in her dreams, tossing and turning in

bed.

In her dreams, there was the splashing of water. Luke was bathing, and she opened the door, walking up to him from behind. She pressed her body against his back, hugging his well-toned waist.

He turned around and lowered his head, leaving a string of hickeys on the side of her neck.

her head, wanting

all over her skin made her shudder. Her hair was drenched in sweat, sticking to her

Luke honed in on her. Their gazes met for a second, and then their lips crashed into each

on waves, going up and down. When she opened her eyes, she could

a sudden,

waved at her, his expression full of

heavily. She was scared out

her wits.

sigh of relief. She knew now that it was all just a phantasmal

Thank goodness.

it was a

sky. Half of Bianca's consciousness was still trapped

on the TV five years ago,

Bianca could not forget about her completely, but whenever she thought of her

so horrifying

the first time she had been haunted by such

a therapist when

stop dreaming about

though, the

know if she would be tormented like this for the rest of her

had become the past in real life, so

her in her dreams?

tried her best to forget, but to

toward the window and took a few

to bring her mind

possible.

Luke had said to

said, "What are you thinking about? Why

help but dig her fingers into her sheets beneath her. In the throes of passion, that man five years ago had said hoarsely, "Your legs... Spread them for

slowly overlapped in her

of lightning outside. The white light illuminated Bianca's face, and then the large raindrops gradually fell. A strong gust of wind blew, and the rain pattered against her

burst into

a middle-aged tycoon when you

hate that middle-aged tycoon, so very much.

voice, hoping that it was

his sister's room first thing in

you think Dad was hugging Miss Bea

hugging Miss

"Yeah."

Miss Bea. Why else