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

sleep took over the moment my head hit

the middle of the night,

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

Through the window, I could barely make out

shimmering net, falling relentlessly from

I murmured,

replied softly. "It's pouring outside. Go

the sky, turning night into day for a fleeting

nestled closer

out the window with a

turned back to me, his voice gentle, "It's okay.

"Okay."

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

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

had improved my sleep like

I had developed an unusual fondness

my belly grew larger in these later stages, sleeping

bed. The room felt extra cozy now, thanks to the

stepping on clouds.

significantly yet, all the sharp corners in the room had been carefully

mats lined the bathroom floor, and the shower gel was conveniently placed within

eight months left until delivery, he had already prepared

my belly. "Babies, your dad is

opened the door and stepped out. The April air

refreshing scent

nearby. "Good

he had let Whitney leave. He looked visibly

the time, I had been furious, repeatedly reminding him

he failed, I

me he was following Carl's instructions. I shouldn't have taken

Damian, for hitting you yesterday,"

no! I failed your orders, so I deserved

This silly boy.

genuine response only made me feel more

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

said, breaking the moment. "Alright," I

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