Loved You Once But He's My Forever

Chapter 489 Thunderstorm Night

After leaving Jeffrey's room, I followed Carter back to ours. As he closed the door behind us, I asked, "What's really going on? Are you and Dad planning something?"

Carter cupped my face gently. "There's nothing for you to worry about. Dad just said that pregnant women shouldn't stay up late. Go take a shower and rest."

"But..."

Before I could finish, he led me toward the bathroom. "Carl, I'm not at the point where I can't take care of myself. I can manage a shower."

"Fine," he said, relenting slightly. "But tomorrow, I'll have Damian add an extra layer of non-slip mats in the bathroom and put a carpet in the bedroom. It's better to be cautious."

Though it seemed a little much, I knew he was just being thoughtful, so I did not argue. "Okay."

"Be careful when you get up after your shower," he added.

"I know, Honey."

I stood on tiptoes to kiss his cheek. "I'll be careful, but if there's any news from Whitney, you have to tell me right away."

"I will," he promised.

As he stepped out, I realized he had skillfully avoided answering my question.

What exactly had Jeffrey meant earlier? Were they planning something involving Alisa?

Recently, I spent most of my time with Whitney during her treatment at Sergio's. What had they been up to at home?

Maybe Carter did not want to tell me because he was afraid I would stress over it.

And honestly, what could I do right now? I wasn't in a position to help-I'd only end up being a burden. For now, I decided to listen to Carter and get some rest.

The night stretched wide and endless, yet it seemed no one had a child as big as mine.

After my shower, I felt refreshed.

A cool breeze swept into the room, making the curtains flutter wildly

I walked toward the window, my nightgown swaying gently with the breeze.

I glanced at the yard below. Everything seemed normal, nothing out of the ordinary.

Shaking my head, I dismissed my thoughts as overthinking.

did not

my thoughts spiral, sleep took over the moment

night, a deafening roar

flew open. Carter's soothing voice quickly

could barely make out the shadows of trees swaying wildly, their movements eerie under the

shimmering net, falling relentlessly from the sky as

I murmured, "Carl, was

"It's pouring

the sky, turning night into

instinctively nestled closer

out the window with

he turned back to me, his voice gentle, "It's okay. Rest, I'm

"Okay."

my ears with his hands, muffling the thunder and lightning, creating a cocoon of safety that lulled me

rain continued to fall, cleansing the world. In the dim yard below, blood trickled slowly,

For me, it had improved my sleep like nothing else. The doctor said it's normal-symptoms vary for

an unusual fondness for

belly grew larger in these later stages, sleeping at night became more

bed. The room felt extra cozy now, thanks to

stepping on clouds.

significantly yet, all the sharp corners in the room

lined the bathroom floor, and the shower gel was conveniently

eight months left until delivery, he had already

I gently touched my belly.

and stepped out.

scent of rain

"Good

him, remembering how he had let Whitney leave. He looked

been furious, repeatedly

I slapped

it was not his fault. He was not defying me he

sorry, Damian, for hitting

no! I failed your orders, so I deserved it. You did

This silly boy.

only made me feel more

someone sweet to love. I couldn't

said, breaking the moment.