I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

Chapter 2011

She was wounded, yet she was still preparing breakfast in the kitchen as if nothing had happened.

It was no wonder no one noticed her injuries prior. He wondered what she had gone through in the past three years to become the tough woman that she was now.

Her wound was inflamed, but she was able to get out of bed and make breakfast after only one day of treatment. It was normal to assume that her wound was not a serious one based on how she acted.

However, he had seen her wound the day prior. Although there were sutures, the doctor said that her wound ran deep and bone was exposed.

"It's just a minor injury. I feel better after a night's rest," Luca turned around and said. That was the only way she could face his concerned tone.

Luke noted her calmness. He could not do anything. The height of the table was beyond his reach.

"Mr. Doyle will bring you breakfast later." He looked at her running around and felt helpless when he noticed that it did not seem like she intended to stop.

He could not do anything to her anyway.

"I'll fry the eggs." Luca finished speaking and put the fried eggs on the plate. She then poured more eggs into the pan.

Seeing that she would not stop, Luke just sat in the wheelchair and watched her work.

Luca felt a pair of eyes watching, so after she fried the eggs, she did not continue to prepare other dishes.

After she put the eggs on the table, Luca remembered that there was milk in the refrigerator. She thought of getting some milk out to warm it up. Right as she stood up, Luke asked, "What are you doing?"

It was clear from his tone that he was dissatisfied. She could only satisfy him by staying put.

"I'm thinking of warming up some milk," Luca explained.

"Where's the milk?" Luke asked.

"In the fridge."

Luke steered

him. "Mr. Crawford,

could not reach it in his

expression was stern as he understood what she meant. He could still stand up.

injury came at the right time, and at the same time, it was not

still faster than he was. She took the milk out of the refrigerator,

woman doesn't know how

made a ding, and Luca took out the

her onto the bed

warm." Luca walked out of the kitchen with the warm milk and put it

she put it down, the doorbell

should be Mr. Doyle." Luca was about to open the door when she heard

stay in the

went to

said while carrying several bags with

Luke said. He seemed

wondered what he did wrong and why Luke looked so

she was sitting on

to take the bags in his hand

The atmosphere was awkward.

at Luke. She took

looking at her. It seemed like he was reminding her that she had to be

the milk and fried eggs on the table. He immediately understood that the gloomy

He definitely was not the one who fried up these beautiful

was injured but was still cooking. Luke must

as before. Luke was in a

was his beloved woman. He was unwilling to lose his temper

was even more upset when he noticed

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