Under the Veil I Rule

Chapter 311

"Let's just leave it, Mr. Everly," Amara sighed.

Finnian took a long look at her gentle profile, his heart aching. He didn't want to push her, so he reluctantly turned away.

Over the past few days, Amara had been experiencing more frequent bouts of morning sickness. Every couple of days, she'd find herself rushing to the bathroom.

She had joined an online group for expectant mothers and, after chatting with others, realized she was actually one of the lucky ones. Some women seemed to throw up everything they ate, only to be hungry again and start the cycle over, a miserable experience.

However, she was assured that by the second trimester, the morning sickness would likely fade, and her belly wouldn't be too cumbersome yet, allowing her a bit more freedom. This period was often called the "honeymoon trimester."

But as the third trimester loomed, the growing belly would make moving around more challenging, and another round of discomfort would begin. Amara couldn't help but think that pregnancy was truly a tough journey.

A couple of days later, Elysia called, her voice simmering with frustration. "Today's Jessica's birthday, and Dorian is throwing her a party."

desk, frowning. "Dorian's throwing her a birthday

were well-off enough to afford a decent party on their

the Hawke family.

quietly, "What do you plan

wouldn't just

want to see it for myself. Ama, come with me. I need to see just how much Dorian cares for

was driven

that seeing Dorian's true colors might be

to Elysia's place. They called in a makeup artist and picked out dresses

was at the Maple Hotel, a renowned five-star establishment

venue was bustling

wouldn't have been able to attract such a