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.

he touched Bianca's forehead with one hand and his own with the other, acting quite convincing. "Hmm, you do

Bianca nodded. "Yeah."

in the hospital because she had been drugged with an'

are the fruits I bought for you. There's this doll

boy." Bianca could

she got to know the two of them, Bianca realized that the father and

kind and

was

with his father, would that

her face. The boy then looked toward the direction of the washroom; it was not hard for him to guess that his father

Bea, my dad's actually a good guy." The little boy frowned,

the way he thinks. He's a picky eater, and he never really approved

in the

she found that it was practically

bottle of mineral water. When Nina had given her water before this, she had

and filled it with water for the boy. "Make do

boy drained the whole thing in

the empty bottle, feeling

thirsty anymore. I can't drink even

no more water, he assured her

reassurances were quite straightforward and innocent. He thought he could fool the

was a fully-grown woman. Of course she

the time. It was

did not want the father and son to stay in her room for too long. Such frequent contact

to the washroom door, gathering her courage to say,

did

smoking? I

was very clear. She was trying to get rid

no response

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

swnovel

she remembered what she had taken off earlier, her heart,

down a long time ago, suddenly

taken off her panties in there. It

hollowed-out patterns in

or liquid, so she had no choice but to set her underwear aside after she changed out of it. She

she bought some

away. Her financial situation did not allow her to simply waste a pair