This was their home, and both of them wanted to do everything they could to make it even better.

"Let the chef handle this. Why are you cooking yourself?" Micah looked up, hurrying over to help Freya sit down. "Your belly is getting bigger by the day. You should be resting, not standing in the kitchen. I should be the one making soup for you." As her husband, he felt it was his responsibility to take good care of her, especially with all the burdens of pregnancy falling on her alone. If he didn't step up to support her now, he would feel ashamed as a husband and a man.

Freya, smiling, gently rubbed her belly. "You're always so busy. I'd never let you take on kitchen duty. I know you care about me, so let's not waste time arguing about it. Have you thought about names for the baby yet?"

Micah hesitated. Of course, he had thought about it, but hadn't decided on anything. This was their first child, and choosing the right name felt especially important.

it's a boy or a girl yet, so I thought we could

together with the person she loved was pure happiness. Her pregnancy had been smooth, with only a bit of nausea at the start, and after that, her appetite returned full force. Micah had arranged top-tier prenatal care, so

everything going so well, she was naturally hoping to

you say," Micah grinned, kneeling and placing his ear against her belly. At this stage, the baby was active

Daddy..." he felt a little kick. "He kicked me!"

his hand and placed it on her belly. "Try talking to him again and

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