Unexpected Encounter with my Boss

Chapter 187

Brianna couldn't stomach drinking the milk right now, so she said, "Just put it down first. I'll drink it later, okay?" Frowning, William said, "You need to drink it when it's warm. Come on. Don't you want what's best for our baby?"

Brianna was conflicted, but in the end, her desire to not disappoint him won out.

"Alright then," she said before taking the cup and downing the milk with a grimace.

William smiled once he saw the emptied cup. "You see? That wasn't so hard."

Since he was smiling, Brianna seized the chance to make a request. "It's such a fine day today, William. Why don't we go out? You said you would take me to the park, but you haven't done so yet. I've been waiting for so long now." "Maybe next time," William replied. "I promised Dad I'd go to the office with him."

Brianna pouted in disappointment. "Oh, okay. Come home earlier today."

William hummed in acknowledgment as he stroked her hair. "If you have nothing to do, you should take an afternoon nap. The doctor said that getting more sleep is good for the baby."

Right on cue, Brianna yawned. "I do feel a little sleepy. I don't know why I've been feeling drowsy all the time lately."

It hadn't been too long since she woke up, but she was already sleepy.

a gentle gaze, William said, "Go take a nap. I'll tell the household staff to bring up your lunch for

before

as she got under the blanket. Soon,

the door for a moment before closing it and heading back

fiddling with her flowers in the living room. When she

"She's sleeping."

repeated puzzledly. "Why has she been feeling so

that normal for pregnant women?" William said

holding before pouring it into the pot. The water disappeared into the soil, but tiny white specks

Joyce asked as she dabbed her gloved hand on the soil, picking up some of the white

in William's eyes as he glanced over

from the farm. Why would there be any kind of residue in our milk?" Joyce pondered. Prior to marrying

she was certain that the white substance couldn't be any sort of organic

color and texture

a bit more up and rubbed it between her fingers. After sniffing

to William and asked, "Tell me the truth, William.

residue from the milk," William said as he took off her glove and tossed it into