Why the Crocodile Tears (by Flower Sock) novel Chapter 213

Anathea’s heart jolted. She instinctively placed a hand on her lower abdomen and

Took a step back.

“Where are you going?” Gregory stood up and walked to her, the pressure he exuded closing in on her.

He reached out and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her to his embrace. His warm, masculine scent instantly surrounded her.

Anathea pressed her hands against his chest. “Gregory, don’t.”

“Don’t what?” Gregory leaned in, bringing his lips to her ear. His warm breathi brushed against her skin, tickling her.

Just as Anathea opened her mouth, he gripped her shoulder. He then brushed his lips against the delicate skin of her neck, grazing her with his teeth softly.

Anathea bit her lip, her body beginning to slide downward. Gregory caught her and settled onto the stool in front of the vanity.

She tried to stand, but he held her down by the waist, making her sit on his lap. He caged her in his arms as though it was a prison made just for her.

Gregory’s fingers traced across her body. The already–sensitive Anathea tensed, feeling her heart about to leap out of her chest.

In that moment, as she watched herself in the mirror being handled by Gregory, a shadow passed through her eyes.

She didn’t want this, afraid it might hurt the child in her belly. But Gregory’s dominance left no room for resistance.

The gap between them wasn’t just in strength. It was also in power and status. Her weakness and vulnerability were all in his grip.

A wave of bitterness rose in her chest, but she could only grit her teeth and endure it.

But then Gregory moved his hands to her neck, lifting the damp hair she hadn’t dried after her shower. He picked up the hairdryer on the vanity and turned it on.

Warm air blew against her head, lifting strands of her hair.

Anathea froze in surprise.

Gregory was drying her hair.

She’d thought…

Gregory seemed to see right through her thoughts as he pinched her earlobe gently and asked on purpose, “What did you think I was going to do?”

“Nothing.” Anathea lowered her head, her cheeks warming slightly.

She had a tendency to blush when embarrassed. Even her earlobes turned red,

Gregory looked at her pale ear slowly turning a soft pink. He smiled faintly as he continued drying her hair, the gentleness of his movements making Anathea feel unsettled.

He’d never been this gentle with her before. It felt like a dream.

She pinched her fingers to see if she felt pain, and she did.

This wasn’t a dream.

But why was Gregory acting like this?

Just earlier, they’d had an unpleasant moment in the dining room. And now, he was tenderly drying her hair like some loving

husband.

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Anathea felt uneasy, as she couldn’t make sense of this. After all, the calm always came before the storm.

Sure enough, once her hair was dry, Gregory asked lightly, “Didn‘ tell you to buy a ring? Why didn’t you?”

Anathea paused, then explained, “Because I found my ring.”

“You found it?”

Anathea nodded. “A hospital staff member picked it up when I threw it away. They checked the security footage and found that it was mine. So, they mailed it back to me.”

Even she hadn’t expected something so coincidental. She still found it hard to believe, let alone Gregory. He looked at her suspiciously.

So, she pulled out the delivery box she’d received that day and opened it. Inside was the diamond ring

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