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.

raised her

heavy panting and bold touch all over her skin made her shudder. Her hair was drenched in sweat, sticking to her face as she withstood the unbearable

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

was bobbing on waves, going up and down. When she opened her eyes, she could clearly see the man's lashes, so thick

a sudden, the

full of disgusting lust. "Ah!" Bianca

chest rose and fell heavily. She was

her wits.

heaved a sigh of relief. She knew now that

Thank goodness.

it was a

anywhere in the sky. Half of

tycoon on the TV five years ago, she would always automatically replace her baby's

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

was just so horrifying to

she had been haunted

to a therapist when she was overseas, and for a while

stop dreaming about

that, though,

would be tormented

the past in real life, so why

to plague her in her

best to forget, but to

window and took

window. She was trying to bring her mind back to

possible.

she remembered something Luke

"What are you thinking about? Why

her. In the throes of passion, that man five years ago had said hoarsely, "Your legs... Spread

slowly overlapped in her

a flash 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

Bianca burst

admit it. Admit that you had slept with a middle-aged tycoon when you were

that middle-aged tycoon, so very much. That's

that it

his

why do you think Dad was hugging Miss Bea

was hugging Miss

"Yeah."

he was hitting Miss Bea. Why