Chapter 83 – His Second Chance Love: The Freezing Silence

However, in minutes, the pain became worse.

I sat up, grimacing as I did so.

“What’s wrong?” He placed his hand on my stomach and asked concernedly, “Does it hurt?”

“Mm.” I did not know what was going on, but I had recently been experiencing minor pains. Checkups told us there was nothing wrong, however.

After staying in the same position for a while, I no longer felt like sleeping. Hence, I reached out to grab my phone and check the time. It was only eleven at night.

Getting off the bed, I told him, “Go ahead and sleep first. I’ll be sitting in the living room for a while.”

I was worried I would wake him by tossing and turning on the bed.

However, he wrapped his arms around my waist and stopped me from leaving. “Don’t go there. Just lie down here. You’ll fall asleep soon enough.”

“Okay.”

The room fell quiet again, and he changed the room’s lighting into a warm tone. Breathing slowly, I closed my eyes and tried to sleep.

“Does it still hurt?” he queried. As the room was quiet, his voice sounded exceptionally clear and loud.

I nodded and curled into myself.

“Let’s visit the hospital tomorrow.” As he spoke, he held me in his arms again.

I shook my head and mumbled, “We just went there.”

It did not seem right for me to keep visiting the hospital.

After a moment of silence, when I thought he had fallen asleep, he muttered, “You’re four months in, right?”

“Yes.”

“Six more months to go.”

I was starting to feel sleepy, so I did not answer him. After I shut my eyes, I soon fell asleep.

Fortunately, my sleep lasted until the morning.

I woke up after shifting slightly and leaned on Anthony as he asked in a hoarse voice, “You’re awake? How was your sleep?”

I nodded and hummed, “It was good.”

Turning to look at his handsome face, I burrowed myself into his arms. “Aren’t you going to the office today?”

He should be quite busy these days.

“I’ll stay home to keep you company,” he replied as he hugged me tightly. With a small smile, he continued, “I’m planning to hand all the company matters to Joe tomorrow and apply for a maternal leave.”

I huffed out a laugh. “So, does that mean you’re going to give birth to the baby?”

His palm gently caressed my stomach. With each passing day, I could acutely feel the baby growing in me.

“I don’t think I can.” He pecked a kiss on my lips and asked, “Are you hungry?”

“I’m not.” I had just woken up; I could not eat yet.

Now that I was fully awake, I could not go back to sleep. I was still lying in bed with a warm blanket wrapped around me. For reasons unbeknownst to me, I was constantly feeling cold despite it being almost July.

Shifting again, I leaned closer to Anthony, accidentally touching the bottom half of his body.

He gasped quietly before lowering his gaze to look at me. “Your hand is fine now?”

I stiffened and shook my head before I moved backward. However, he stopped me from retreating. “I have to endure this for another six months.”

Um.

When he grabbed my hand, I could guess what he was trying to do.

Biting on my lower lip, I muttered, “It’s not good for the baby.”

“Who said that?” he chuckled as he pressed my hand onto the bulge in his pants.

“Dr. Crest!” I blurted out. It was true that the doctor had told me it would affect the baby since I was already four months into the pregnancy.

After a while of rubbing himself with my hand, he panted, “He’s full of nonsense.”

He continued for an hour. By then, I could not lay on the bed anymore, so I climbed out of it to wash up. Meanwhile, Anthony went to take a change of clothes before he went to take a shower.

After exiting the bathroom, I headed downstairs.

Mrs. Eriksen had been busy recently because a grandson had recently appeared in her life. As she was busy taking care of her daughter-in-law after her pregnancy, she could not come over as often as she usually did.

Anthony had wanted to hire someone else, but I disagreed with it. Firstly, the new help would be a stranger, and I did not enjoy the process of getting familiar with a stranger. Secondly, it was just a month before Mrs. Eriksen would return. I was only four months into the pregnancy, so I wanted to save us both the trouble.

Mrs. Eriksen had prepared many things in the kitchen. I was as lazy as my norm, so I rarely entered the kitchen. Even if I did, mac and cheese was the most common dish I would make.

In terms of cooking, Macy and I were the same kind of people. In the past, Grandma always said that women should not be in the kitchen. Instead, we should read more books and delve into more poetic activities.

As time went by, the kitchen became a place I rarely entered. Now that I thought about it, it was because Grandma loved me and was reluctant to make me work in the kitchen. That was why she had said those words to me.

Since I was staying home, I did not want to waste my time lazing around. Therefore, I decided to cook something. After preparing all the ingredients, I poured some oil into the pan.

Right then, Anthony came down after his shower. I froze when I saw his styled hair. “You have something to do today?”

He nodded in answer. Entering the kitchen and seeing the uncooked food, he asked, “I’ll be going out for a bit. Will you be fine at home by yourself?”

I hummed as a reply and put the meat into the pan. As the meat flopped in, the oil on the pan splashed onto my hand, and I retracted my arm instinctively.

Instantly, I hissed in pain.

Swiftly, Anthony took the pan from my hand and pushed me to the side. “Let your hand stay under the cold water for a while. I’ll cook.”

After putting my hand under the tap for a while, I stood aside and watched him move around the kitchen. His movements were smooth with no trace of hesitation.

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