“Honey, I dreamed that it’s a really handsome boy.” Cordelia snuggled him by the shoulder. “He’s around three or four in my dream, and he’s fair and plump like a little rice dumpling, waving his arms to ask me to carry him!
“He looks like you.” Cordelia looked into Zephyr’s eyes. “Like a mini you!”
Zephyr’s heart skipped a beat.
“Is he also… fierce?”
“How do you know?” Cordelia giggled. “I even dreamed that he yelled at you. But his voice was so soft that he was so cute even when he shouted at you!”
Zephyr was speechless. How did he know? He had dreamed about him too! That aggressive little dumpling had even hugged his wife in front of him—as a provocation!
Zephyr held Cordelia’s hand abruptly, and his grip grew harder. He was only snapped out of his daze when she gasped in pain.
“Sorry, sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you…”
“Don’t come over!”
“Huh?”
Cordelia pouted. “I’m afraid of the heat now. Don’t stay close to me.”
Zephyr smiled weakly and could only keep a distance from her. He picked up her legs to massage them on his lap.
Cordelia sometimes had cramps or severe water retention in her legs. It was no fun. There were also spots on her face. Although it was due to hormonal imbalance from the pregnancy and did not affect her beauty, as she would go back to how she looked like with consistent care after labor, Zephyr sometimes saw her sighing in the mirror.
He understood her. There was no woman who was not vain. Moreover, she was so pretty to start with. She had sacrificed so much to give him a child.
Zephyr’s heart ached even more as he thought of this and rubbed her feet softly.
His husky voice was tinged with a smile. “Darling, the one I’ll love the most will still be you even after the baby’s born.”
Cordelia paused and looked at him with a chuckle. “What are you suddenly on about?”
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