My Unborn Baby Chose My Husband for Me novel Chapter 379

Seeing Seraphina's name on the missed call log sent a jolt of pure shock through his system.

He fully expected her to freeze him out for at least another week.

He hit dial immediately, and she picked up on the very first ring.

"Sera?" he asked tentatively, half-expecting her to hang up in his face.

Her calm, steady voice filtered through the speaker. "It's Junior's wellness checkup today. Did you still want to come?"

She sounded entirely indifferent, as if she wouldn't blink twice if he told her he was busy.

He gripped the steering wheel tightly. "Yes. Absolutely."

"I'm heading back right now. Give me twenty minutes."

Standing by the window, admiring the newly planted magnolia sapling in the yard, she let a cool smile touch her lips. "Okay."

He shattered several speed limits getting back to the estate.

Seraphina already had the diaper bag packed and was waiting patiently on the velvet sofa with Little Bean in her lap.

Taking in the picture-perfect scene of his wife and son, a sudden tightness gripped his chest.

He paused in the doorway for a fraction of a second before striding confidently into the living room.

Hearing his heavy tread, she glanced up. "You made great time."

"Traffic was light."

"Sera, about last night..." He started, the apology thick in his throat.

His gaze dropped to the stark white bandage encircling her delicate wrist, his jaw ticking furiously.

He reached out to touch her, then hesitated, his hand hovering awkwardly in the air. "Does the cut still hurt?"

She blinked, reading the genuine anguish swimming in his dark eyes. "It's manageable."

"Let me take him."

He offered his arms, and she seamlessly transferred the baby over to his chest.

The moment Lucian got a firm grip, Little Bean's frantic mental voice blasted into her mind: Mommy! Daddy smells like raw blood! Is he bleeding?!

Startled, she snapped her head up, her eyes immediately raking over his impeccably tailored suit for any signs of trauma.

Feeling her intense scrutiny, he shifted uncomfortably. "What?"

"Are you injured?" she demanded.

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