NovelBarThe spot beside him was empty.
He smiled faintly. Rena had often slept in in the morning since her pregnancy, but she had risen early today.
He lifted the blanket, got up, tended to his simple grooming, and went downstairs.
Rena was in the kitchen making soup.
The rich aroma of the soup stimulated his appetite.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtWaylen embraced Rena from behind, caressed her belly, and planted a gentle kiss on her delicate neck.
“Did the baby move in your belly?
Why did you get up early to make soup?”
He assumed Rena was making soup to go along with noodles for the children.
Rena turned her face and kissed him.
“I’ve made two helps of soup, one for my uncle and the other for Cecilia. She loves it. Plus, pregnant women need to ensure they’re getting enough nutrition.”
Waylen expressed his concern.
“But with your condition… Don’t overexert yourself. Let me handle the cooking.”
He asked her to sit down, and he attended to the soup himself.
Rena didn’t object.
Her husband was being considerate, and a wise wife shouldn’t refuse.
So she sat at the table, gently cradling her belly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe morning sun’s warm rays bathed her, making her feel comfortable and cozy.
Waylen not only made the soup but also prepared a nutritious breakfast for the children.
The sunlight hit on his perfect frame.
He was tall and ideal for a woman to lean on.
Despite the recent events troubling her, Rena felt an indescribable sense of relief as she gazed at Waylen’s back. She yearned to embrace him and say something to please him.
Something he loved.
She knew exactly what to say. But as she shifted her position, a sharp pain shot from her lower abdomen.
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