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.

his hands. Then he touched Bianca's forehead

Bianca nodded. "Yeah."

not tell him that she was here in the hospital because she had been drugged with an'

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

little boy." Bianca could not resist the

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

kind and thoughtful.

was

his father,

eyes and saw the worry on her face. The boy then looked toward the direction

actually a good guy." The little boy frowned, trying his best to praise

and even the way he thinks. He's a picky eater, and he never really approved of anyone. But overall, he's still a good guy." The man smoking in the washroom

the minifridge in the room to find the boy a drink. He

fridge, though, she found that it was practically

When Nina had given her water before this, she had

it with water for the boy. "Make do with

the whole thing in an

empty bottle, feeling rather

I'm not thirsty anymore. I can't drink even a sip more." When the

more water, he assured her

quite straightforward and innocent. He thought

was a fully-grown woman. Of course she could see

glanced at the time. It was half-past seven at

and son to stay in her room for too long. Such frequent contact was not

and then walked to the washroom door,

did not

done smoking? I want to

attitude was very clear. She was trying

still no response from

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

swnovel

she had taken off earlier, her

time ago, suddenly began racing

taken off her

hollowed-out patterns in

room did not come with any detergent powder or liquid, so she had no choice but to set her underwear

bought

not