Chapter 1962
Freyja‘s body stiffened, and she turned around abruptly, faced him, and said, “I‘m not feeling well.”
Colton responded calmly, “I know.”
“Then why are you still...”
“Can‘t I even hug you during such times?”
Colton brushed her hair off her cheek with his fingers and placed his palm on it. “If it hurts badly, you must take your medicine immediately. You‘re not allowed to act brave when you‘re sick.”
“This woman really thinks that I‘m a beast. If I didn‘t know that she‘s not feeling too well, I would‘ve...‘
Freyja did not expect that he would sincerely care about her, and her eyelashes twitched. After a short silence, she asked, “Can I ask you a question?”
He responded with a soft hum, “What‘s that?”
Freyja lowered her gaze. “Do you want kids?”
He was stunned. His eyes were fixed on her face, but the light in the room was too dark, so he could not see her expression clearly at the moment. “But you don‘t want one, do you?”
‘If she wanted to have one, why would she take those pills before this?‘
Freyja choked on her own words. Even though the light was dim, she could still sense that he was staring at her and avoided his gaze. “I‘m asking for your opinion now.” Colton smiled. “That depends on you.”
She froze in place. “What do you mean by that?”
He embraced her in his arms, closed his eyes, and replied, “If you‘re already pregnant with a kid, then I‘ll take the baby in. But if you‘re not, there‘s no rush to that either.”
Freyja snuggled in his arms.
Does that mean that he‘ll want to keep the baby if I‘m already pregnant? But I‘m still so young. Do I really want to give birth to this child?‘ In the end, she could not open up and talk to him about her pregnancy. She decided that she would find another suitable time to tell him.
At the same time, at the Lust Bar...
James was sitting at the bar with a peaked cap. He was there drinking alone, and he had drunk a little too much.
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