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.

I felt an unusual calm. I did not need a psychologist anymore-insomnia

let my thoughts spiral, sleep took over

of the night, a deafening roar

eyes flew open. Carter's soothing voice quickly followed, "Don't be

the window, I could barely make out the

falling relentlessly from the sky

murmured, "Carl, was that

pouring outside. Go back to

the sky, turning night into day for a fleeting

nestled closer to

the window

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

"Okay."

his hands, muffling the thunder and lightning, creating a cocoon of safety

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

improved my sleep like nothing

developed an unusual fondness for

larger in these later stages, sleeping at

waking up alone, with him already gone from the bed. The room felt extra cozy now, thanks to the soft carpet layered

stepping on clouds.

though my belly had not grown significantly yet, all the sharp corners in the room had been

bathroom floor, and the shower gel

over eight months left until delivery, he had already prepared for

gently touched my belly. "Babies, your

opened the door and stepped out. The April air was warming up, a soft

the refreshing scent of rain

"Good morning, Mrs.

had let Whitney

furious, repeatedly reminding him to ensure

I

not defying me he was following Carl's instructions. I shouldn't have taken my anger out

for hitting you yesterday," I

flushed with panic as he waved his hands in denial. "No, no! I failed your orders, so I deserved it. You did nothing wrong,

This silly boy.

only made me feel more

a good person-he deserved someone sweet to love. I couldn't let him grow old alone,

Bolton," Damian said, breaking the moment.