I'm pregnant Sir Behave Yourself by Daphne

The nerves in Luca's head tightened, and her breathing became heavy.

Luke moved his hand and placed it on his favorite spot. As he listened to her rapid breathing, he could not help but smile and say, "Time to sleep. I'll stop moving."

Luca opened her eyes. The more one could not see anything in the darkness, the more sensitive one's sense of touch would be.

She could feel the warmth of his palm coming through the fabric. The frenetic cells in her body were trembling uncontrollably.

Luke said he would not move his hands anymore, and he really did not move them.

Luca felt uneasy because of his gesture. It took her more than ten minutes to calm herself down and close her eyes.

Luke's hand never moved again. If Luca turned around now, she would be able to see the smile that was overflowing with happiness on his face.

The next day.

Jason drove to Blue Skies Shelter and picked Dexter up, just like what Luke had instructed him to do.

Dexter was stunned when he looked at the luxury car that came to pick him up. He never had the chance to sit in such a luxurious car.

He did not expect he would have this chance one day.

"Mr. Shaw, right? Please get into the car," said Jason. He looked at the dirty clothes Dexter was wearing without changing his expression. He opened the rear door and invited him to get into the car.

Dexter nodded with satisfaction. There was a private chauffeur too. He was satisfied with the arrangements. After Dexter climbed into the car, Jason closed the door, walked past the front of the car, and got into the passenger seat. Then, he headed to the hospital.

In the hospital. Luke had already asked Johann to prepare everything.

Once Dexter arrived at the hospital, the doctor and nurse would bring him for the blood test, X-rays, and several medical check-ups to see if he was a good match with Leia.

Dexter sat in the back of the car, enjoying himself. He never expected that he would be able to enjoy such privileges just because Leia was sick.

“Am I going

to the hospital and wait for the surgery if you're a good match," answered Jason. “Has your boss prepared the money he promised to give me?” That was what Dexter was concerned about. “The agreement has been prepared. You'll sign the agreement once you arrive

"I'd like to request a better ward if I have

replied Jason. He could not help but secretly mumble to himself how dare Dexter request a private ward when it was customary for more than ten people to share a bedroom at

Skies Shelter and the hospital was a little far

hour's drive

the agreement. All you have to do is to sign your name and leave your inked thumbprint on it. Also,

the agreement and

there any problem with it?" Jason

“I've only managed to finish primary school.

I read it for you once?" Jason said patiently. The agreement

Don't lie to me. you lie to me, I'll back out anytime. My life's all I got. I'm not afraid of

written in the agreement," Jason held one copy of the agreement and read it through for Dexter. Then, he handed the agreement to him and said, "If you have no problem with it, just sign and leave your thumbprint on it.

the agreement and left his thumbprint on it. Then,

wait to

the cash out of his briefcase and

is it not 20,000?" Dexter frowned with dissatisfaction. He was promised 10 percent of the total amount. Was it not supposed to be

him, "50,000 dollars is for the compensation. If you're not a good match for the liver transplant, then you won't have to be admitted to the hospital. There'll be no compensation too. If you're a successful match, then the 50,000 dollars

the banknotes slowly. He had already forgotten how long it had been since he held a stack of

the wrinkles on his face, a sign of all the hardships he had been through in his journey of

all, the banknotes were taken out at the bank counter. The serial number on the banknotes were connected. He would be able to find the banknotes even if

aside earlier and glanced at it. It was a message from

[Are you here yet?]

hospital entrance. He's

for Dexter to finish counting the banknotes. "198,

turned around and asked, "It's

Dexter was