When Irene woke up, her pillow was still slightly warm. She thought that Edward shouldn’t have gone too long. Yesterday's shopping was really too tired. Besides, pregnant woman were physically weak sometimes and prone to drowsiness, so she finally fell asleep.
Although she was asleep and her memory wasn’t very clear, she seemed to hear the three words. He whispered in her ear, "I love you."
Thinking of this, Irene felt sweet in his heart.
When she went downstairs to have breakfast, Irene was surprised to find that Edward didn’t go to the company, but sat at the table to have breakfast.
Seeing Irene coming downstairs, Edward immediately stood up and strode over. He gently put his right hand around Irene's waist. "Why are you awake so early? Why not sleep for longer?"
Irene sat Edward's side. "Although pregnant women is prone to drowsiness, I can't lie on the bed 24 hours a day! It's not bad to get up early and breathe fresh air."
Edward thought about it and agreed, so he asked the servants to serve the breakfast specially prepared for pregnant women.
At the sight of the bowl of unknown things before her, Irene got a headache. She rubbed her middle brows and said wearily. "So, what the h*ll is this?"
The paint was crystal clear and was filled with white porcelain bowls. On the small dish beside it were some cold dishes. It looked exquisite. But she really didn't have much appetite.
"The pumpkin jujube porridge was specially made in the kitchen for pregnant women. It's very good for you."Edward gently said with a bit of ingratiation in his magnetic voice. Because he could see that she wasn’t willing to eat it. "Irene, even if you eat some, you don't have to eat too much."
"Well, Mr. Wilson, I will eat." Irene's heart warmed to see how kind and considerate he was. Although she did not want to eat, she took the spoon and chewed slowly. It was not as sweet and moderate as she had imagined, so she was not so repulsive.
Seeing this, Edward held his chin with his left hand and looked at Irene as if he was admiring a painting. He was somewhat fascinated. He couldn’t help thinking that in the past five years, he was like a person without eyes. With such a beautiful person behind him, he however...
At the thought of this, he inevitably felt a little guilty. But fortunately, it wasn’t too late. He found her before she went far away.
As he glared at her, Irene felt uncomfortable and put down her spoon. "What's the matter? Do I have something on my face?" As she spoke, she touched her face.
Edward couldn’t help but secretly laugh. "Yes, there's something."
"What is it? Where is it?"
Edward said seriously. "There is a rice around the corner of your mouth."
Irene touched the corner of her mouth but found nothing, "Where is it?" She touched while asking Edward, but she saw the man's smile and understood. "Well, you lied to me."
Edward held Irene in his arms. But the strength was very light, afraid of touching her lower abdomen. He whispered, "Yes, I lied to you." Irene, who was always shrewd, sometimes was confused. But he had to say that he still liked Irene at this state, very cute.
"This is not right. It's almost nine o'clock, but you are not at work." During the days of pregnancy, Irene didn't go to work these days, but she also knew that Edward was in a difficult situation in the company.
"Isn't it good to take off and accompany you?"
"Of course it's good." She was overjoyed to see him treat her like this, but when she thought of his current situation. Irene didn’t want to be a burden to him. "Edward, I don't think Eric is a good guy at the first sight. I'm afraid that he will take advantage any of your mistakes."
When Edward heard the word ' Eric', he frowned slightly. "You saw him?" Eric had been forbearing for many years. He was cautious in everything he did. He seemed to be gentle and refined. But in fact, he was hiding his needles. He was definitely not a decent gentleman.
"I've met her several times in the company." Irene answered honestly.
"Oh? You know he isn't a good guy by only seeing him a few times?" joked Edward. He touched gently to Irene's nose with his fingers. "Mrs. Wilson has the ability to judge a person by their appearance?" Edward said mockingly.
"It's not about his look, it's just an instinct. " Although Eric hadn't done anything bad up until now, she could feel that there was something fishy hidden in his smile.
Edward held Irene's hands tighter, and the corners of his beautiful mouth were slightly raised. He did not care about Eric, who, a bastard, thought he can replace him by their father's love, which was really a daydream.
"Little dumpy, what is the matter with you? Take care of your health. Do not worry about anything else. I can take care of everything." His words gave Irene a feeling of warmth and confidence.
Irene believed Edward's ability. Thinking that there wouldn't be anything, and she was calm.
.…..
The Jones House.
"Aunt Sofia," Beth sat on the sofa, painting her nails, and said casually. "Your daughter has become more and more capable. Marrying a rich man like Edward, she does not care for me, the eldest sister."
As she said this, she paused a moment. Then, she raised her beautiful eyes and looked at Sofia, who stood trembling beside her. Her red lips opened slightly. "She's arrogant and domineering, and she knows no etiquette. You are her mother. That's a lot of responsibility!"
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