I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

Just then.

There were steps approaching the room from a distance.

Next, they heard Jason Doyle's voice as he asked formally, "Miss Rayne, may I know if the boss is here?"

Bianca looked toward the door, her breathing ragged.

"Dad?" That was Blanche's voice.

When he heard that Miss Bea was sick, the boy had wasted no time coming to visit her. He stood at the room door, desperate to go in, but Jason stopped him.

"Why won't you let me go in?"

"Shh..." Jason put a finger to his lips, telling his young master to stay quiet.

Jason stood two meters away, perfectly professional. He was worried that something awkward was going on inside, and as a subordinate, he did not want to see anything he should not.

"Dad?" Blanche blinked and raised his little hand to knock the door.

Just then, the door was opened from inside, and his father looked down at him with icy eyes.

Dad was so mean to visit Miss Bea without calling him along! Blanche ignored his father and used all his strength to drag a large fruit basket and a doll into the room. He then pounced into Bianca's embrace, hugging her as he asked, "I heard you fell sick, Miss Bea. Are you feeling better now?"

Bianca's expression was a little stiff. The residual heat was still on her face.

Jason received a signal from his boss and nodded, leaving the room.

Luke then turned around and looked at his son, who was getting a head rub from Bianca. He berated the boy, saying, "Stop hugging your Miss Bea like that. She needs rest."

Blanche hurriedly let go when he heard that.

"You should lie down and rest, Miss Bea..."

Exasperated, Bianca looked at the certain man who never intended to let her rest.

Luke frowned his handsome brows. There was no expression on his well-defined features, and Bianca saw him walk into the washroom, closing the door behind him. Judging by what she heard, he had turned on the ventilator inside, then there was the click of a lighter.

"Miss Bea, do you mind my dad smoking?"

Bianca shook her head.

to free up his hands. Then he touched Bianca's forehead with one hand and his own with the other, acting quite convincing.

Bianca nodded. "Yeah."

in the hospital because she had

down again and pushed everything on the floor toward her, saying, "Look, Miss Bea, these are the fruits I bought for you. There's this doll

such a kind little boy." Bianca could

two of them, Bianca realized that the father and son had

was kind

other was selfish and

father,

toward the direction of the washroom; it was not hard for him to guess that his father was the one who upset Miss

boy frowned, trying his

a picky eater, and he never really approved of anyone. But overall, he's still a good guy." The man smoking in the washroom frowned deeply. He was not particularly pleased to

the fruit basket aside and went to the minifridge in the room to find the boy a drink.

the fridge, though, she found that it was practically

was an almost empty bottle of mineral water. When Nina had

and filled it with water for

boy drained the whole thing in

the empty bottle, feeling

I'm not thirsty anymore. I can't drink even a sip

there was no more water, he assured

quite straightforward and innocent. He thought he could fool the

a fully-grown woman. Of course she could

at the time. It was half-past seven at

room for too long. Such

the boy's head and then walked to the washroom door, gathering her courage to say, "Are you done

did

you done smoking? I

attitude was very clear. She was trying

no response

man inside. After so much time had passed, surely he must have finished smoking, so why

swnovel

remembered what she had taken

time

her panties in there.

gauze and hollowed-out patterns in the

had no choice but to set her underwear aside after she changed

bought some

throw them away. Her financial situation did not allow her to simply