Lost Me, Gained Regret (Jane and Bryant Ferguson) novel Chapter 49

Hearing that, I paused, slightly taken aback.

Mark was more attentive than I had remembered.

During dinner, some of the raw meats we had for our fondue had a bit of a gamey smell, which made me feel a bit queasy, but I forced myself to keep it down.

I hadn't expected him to notice.

I offered a faint smile, "A little, but it's nothing."

"That's good. Health comes first."

There was a certain depth to Mark's words, as if imparting a life lesson, "Whatever happens, you've got to look after yourself first."

"Will do."

My heart warmed at his concern.

But it was only later that I truly understood the weight of his words.

As the car slowly made its way into the underground parking of Riverview Estate, Mark helped me out, and I couldn't shake off a feeling of unease, although a quick look around didn't reveal anything out of the ordinary.

Just as we were about to enter the building, a Maybach zoomed past, its driver seemingly engulfed in a towering rage.

I jumped, instinctively covering my belly and stepping back. If Mark hadn't steadied me, I might have fallen.

After making sure I was okay, Mark's gaze followed the car, a hint of ice creeping into his usually warm gaze. "Completely insane."

"Must be some emergency," I guessed, trying to calm my racing heart. Thankfully, I hadn't fallen.

Ever since I found out I was pregnant, my first thought in any situation was of the baby. As long as the baby was okay, nothing else seemed to matter much.

After making sure I was settled in, Mark went down to the supermarket and came back with some popsicles, reminding me to apply cold compresses to my swollen ankles and to avoid walking too much before he left, seemingly reluctant to say more.

I slowly made my way to the balcony's lounge chair, noticing my ankles had swollen up. I immediately started with the cold compress.

Today is just not my day. I'm hurt from head to toe.