Breaking Mr. Cold (Giselle and Donovan) novel Chapter 726

On the drive back from the hospital, Giselle insisted on stopping at a baby boutique they passed along the road.

In the past, she would have walked right past a store like this without a second glance. Today, however, she was brimming with excitement. Every tiny item she saw, from the miniature socks to the pastel blankets, seemed adorable, and she wanted to buy them all.

"They say you need a mountain of gear to raise a child, but I'm clueless," she muttered to herself as she browsed through rows of products she had never even heard of. "I haven't done any research. It feels so complicated."

"There is nothing to research," Donovan said, leaning in close.

He spoke with shameless confidence. "You don't need to worry about any of this. Your only job is to deliver the baby safely. As for raising the child? Leave that to me. You won't have to lift a finger."

"Really?" Giselle shot him a skeptical sideways glance and teased, "You'd better record that statement so you can't back out later! Are you going to handle breastfeeding, too?"

"If I had the anatomy for it, I would do it in a heartbeat," replied Donovan playfully.

She knew his concept of raising a child likely involved throwing money at problems rather than dealing with the messy, exhausting reality. Still, hearing him spoil her like this during her pregnancy felt good.

They spent a long time in the store. They moved from newborn clothes and shoes to the formula aisle, then to maternity supplies and toys.

Even though her stomach was still flat, Giselle could not resist buying a pile of things. Since they did not know the gender yet, she bought several sets of clothes for both boys and girls.

Meanwhile, Chris resigned himself to the role of the silent bodyguard. He waited by the entrance, staying close enough to keep Donovan in sight but far enough away not to pop their happy little bubble.

Watching this heartwarming scene, his chest tightened. His mind was a chaotic mess of guilt and conflict. Finally, unable to watch anymore, he turned around and crossed his arms, staring blankly at the passing crowd outside.

Not long after, Donovan's phone rang.

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