When There Is Nothing Left But Love

I walked over and he pulled me down onto the bed beside him. He murmured, “I thought we were going to sleep in separate beds?”

“Huh, you’re right.” I stood up and continued expressionlessly, “Well, you have a good night’s sleep then!”

With that said, I made to leave. His hand darted out to grab my arm as he complained, “Were your ancestors mules? Why do you have to be so stubborn?”

“You only realize that now?” I retorted while scowling at him.

Letting out a frustrated sigh, he reeled me back to the bed and pushed me down beside him. He pecked my forehead lightly, uttering, “Go to sleep now. You shouldn’t be staying up so late.”

His palm landed on my belly before he added lowly, “It’s not good for him if you don’t sleep.”

It was not like I did not know that. But the problem was that a lot of the time, I could not control my emotions. That was the reason for the sleepless nights.

He settled down beside me, gesturing for me to close my eyes and sleep.

I lay there for a good long while. Even after shifting my position several times, sleep eluded me. I was uncomfortable, tired, and annoyed. At last, I sat up and growled furiously, “Ashton, I don’t want this baby anymore! He’s the reason I can’t sleep!”

He chuckled and wrapped his arms around me. “Where are you feeling uncomfortable? Shall I give you a massage?”

“My arms and legs are incredibly sore and swollen. Not to mention the weight of my belly is so heavy I can hardly breathe!” All these were true statements. The baby had been growing immensely in the past two months. Now, even walking was difficult sometimes. Quite often, I found myself out of breath because of the baby.

turn on my side. Then,

much, his presence was enough to soothe me into sleep not long

feeling like I was suffocating. Usually, I liked to sleep on my back, which was why I would subconsciously move in my

my massive belly would press down on me, causing me to run

over onto my side until I could finally catch my breath. It was

downstairs, Molly had

eat much. She asked me anxiously, “Is the food not to

head, not

out to the yard, I wandered around for a bit. Exhausted from not sleeping well the

could vaguely feel something crawling up my leg. It felt soft and smooth. I shook

was wearing a short dress. I instantly caught sight of the black and white snake slithering up my

but the violent motion caused me to fall out of the hammock. I shrieked, “Get away

of everyone in the villa. The doctor, housekeeper, and bodyguards rushed toward me. When they

ordered, “Call an ambulance! We have to get her to the

I looked down when I felt something wet beneath me. To my confusion, there was a

my snake scare when I was shocked by the liquid

Linnard’s arm tightly, my voice high with panic, “Will the

will be fine. Relax. We’re just going to the hospital for a checkup,

head

just fine.