"Does that mean you have a health issue?"
Callum subconsciously wanted to check on Elspeth, but she grasped his hands. "I'm fine. I'm just not fit to have a baby, but I have to ask my mentor to find out what the actual problem is."
"You must let me know if there's anything you need from me."
Callum's tense emotions were instantly calmed. Holding his head, he suddenly let out a muffled grunt.
"What's wrong?" Elspeth checked on him worriedly.
"I drank too much." A sheepish grin appeared on the corners of his lips as he replied to her.
Looking at the scattered bottles of alcohol on the floor, she took a sharp breath. "You should cut down on alcohol."
"I know." Callum hooked his arms around her waist and rubbed his face in her neck. "Let's go to bed," he urged in a tender voice.
"I… just want to hug you to sleep right now."
"Sure."
With that, the two entered the room.
Lying in the bed, Callum back-hugged Elspeth and felt the coolness of her body temperature. He suddenly felt bad for her. "Why are you so cold?"
"I've always been like this."
The truth was, she wasn't. Perhaps after the abortion, she became relatively weaker, so there wasn't a hint of warmth in her body.
She thought it was no big deal, but Callum couldn't help pulling her hands in his embrace while rubbing them gently. "Let me warm you up."
"You must really want a child."
His reaction this afternoon showed her that he really wanted a child with her. That was why he lost control of his emotions and said hurtful things to her when she was going to have an abortion.
Even though she was upset, she hadn't lost her right mind yet.
"Of course, but I don't want you to hurt yourself by giving birth. You will always be the utmost important and precious person to me."
Callum's voice was subdued. It was as if he was still guilty about his reaction in the afternoon. "I promise to figure out the situation first in the future to prevent something like this from happening again."
"Okay. I know you will."
Elspeth gently caressed his face and snuggled into his embrace to find a comfortable spot.
"We will have our own child someday."
She raised her head and planted a kiss on his stubble-covered chin.
A flicker of light flashed in Callum's eyes as he tightened his arms to hold her closer to him.
…
In another house, Gilbert woke up early. He smiled while watching the figure pacing up and down the kitchen.
Then, he strolled into the kitchen, saw the table of dishes, and clicked his tongue. "I can't believe you didn't improve the slightest in cooking even after two weeks."
"What do you mean? I think I can cook pretty well now."
Seeing the look of disdain on his face, Isabel stomped her feet. "I know you like the dishes I make, Gilbert Payne!"
"I never said that. You're the one who thinks too highly of yourself."
Gilbert stuck his tongue out at her.
All of a sudden, he laughed out loud. "You're gotten pretty bold huh? You've got the guts to raise your voice at me now."
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