“I think it’s a girl.” Linda stroked her belly. “The baby’s behaving well and considerate. People’s morning sickness comes in all forms, nauseous, dizziness, and whatnot, but I don’t have any reaction. I eat and sleep well!”
“Linda…” Cordelia laughed. “It’s not the baby who’s considerate toward you. It’s Nicholas!”
She looked toward the kitchen.
While they chatted, Nicholas was preparing Linda’s meal there. It was well balanced with meat and vegetables. It also looked, smelled, and tasted great. The meal was even served in pretty plates and bowls. It was like a prop for a food commercial!
Zephyr, who leaned against the kitchen door, was astonished. He recalled the breakfast he made for Cordelia—burnt toasts, burnt eggs, and oatmeal without many oats…
He thought that he would never reach Nicholas’ level in this lifetime.
“Why are you spaced out?” Nicholas wiped his hands as he admired his handiwork, discovering a small problem. “Nope… Linda gets upset once she smells carrots. I need to pick these diced carrots out!”
He then took a spoon and scooped them out one by one.
Zephyr patted his shoulder and gave him a big thumbs up.
“No need to admire me.” Nicholas flicked his heir and chortled. “You know what? I’m already like this, and she still gives me a hard time!”
“Why?”
“Hormonal imbalance, I guess.” Nicholas shrugged. “But it’s okay. It’s the wife I chose. Got to pamper her even on my knees!”
“Mm, commendable spirit.”
“She has my baby, after all! How can I not be nice?”
Zephyr chuckled and cleared his throat, saying in a deep voice, “Right, I have something to tell you.”
“What?”
“Neil Harris, you can’t have him anymore.”
Nicholas’ mind went blank before he had the impulse to grab the chopping knife to swing it at Zephyr.
A few seconds later, Cordelia and Linda heard clinks and clanks coming from the kitchen…
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