Your Guise Is Slipping, Miss Pearl

Pearl noticed that ever since they crossed their final barrier, Richard had become somewhat unhinged.

Even during meals, he would be unusually talkative, as if he was worried he wasn't doing enough. He took care of everything himself, even feeding her. When she asked why he was acting that way, he said because he enjoyed it, then he took a piece of fruit and stuffed it in her mouth.

Pearl wasn't used to this, but she was starting to enjoy it. If he wanted to do these things, she wasn't going to stop him.

However, she suddenly noticed Richard fixating on her belly as if expecting a child to pop out of it.

"Are you pregnant?" Richard patted her belly as he seated himself beside her. His touch was gentle, as if there was a child in there.

Pearl slapped his hand away and frowned. "What? It wouldn't happen so quickly."

his tone serious. "I thought you were going to say I'm not putting

him a sideways glance. "I think

want a boy or a girl?"

sighed. "That's not something

plays a significant role in this aspect, while the mother contributes the egg and carries the fetus. Richard knew this, having

reluctant to discuss this matter, feeling it wasn't something they should rush-sometimes, it's left

never expected him to work with

her hair. "He's just a kid playing around. It

going to..." Pearl didn't

the sharpest tool in the shed, but he almost got Richard detained at the police station. Likely, Richard would seek retribution. However, it's worth noting that

excuse and get him away. If Mister Elijah finds out about this, he would