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.

under the blanket, I felt an unusual calm. I did not need

I could let my thoughts spiral, sleep took

night, a deafening roar shattered the

Carter's soothing voice quickly followed,

could barely make out the

glistened like a shimmering net, falling relentlessly from the sky as if

and hoarse, I murmured, "Carl, was

"It's pouring

lightning lit up the sky, turning night into day for

instinctively nestled

out the window with a pensive

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

"Okay."

his hands, muffling the thunder and lightning, creating

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

discovered, has its quirks. For me, it had improved my sleep like nothing else. The doctor said it's

I had developed an unusual fondness for deep, uninterrupted

these later stages, sleeping at night became more

him already gone from the bed. The room felt

stepping on clouds.

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

the bathroom floor, and the

over eight months left until delivery, he had

gently touched my belly. "Babies, your dad

the door and stepped out. The April

refreshing scent of

nearby. "Good morning,

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

time, I had been furious,

failed, I

not defying me he was following Carl's

hitting you yesterday,"

his hands in denial. "No, no! I failed your orders, so I deserved it. You

This silly boy.

made me

such a good person-he deserved someone sweet to

ready, Mrs. Bolton," Damian said, breaking