Healing my disabled husband

Chapter 791 Postpartum Depression

Chapter 791 Postpartum Depression

As Aimee's belly grew bigger and the weather turned cooler, she still wandered around wearing a

short-sleeved T-shirt.

Sometimes Casey couldn't help but ask her, "Aimee, aren't you cold at all?" Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Not really," Aimee replied. She saw that Casey had already put on long clothes and even wanted to

wear a sweater. She chuckled and said, "Turn off your air conditioner or don't set it so low, then you

won't be cold."

Casey pouted and said, "No way! I'm used to having air conditioning. It's more comfortable."

Aimee sighed and warned her, "You should take care of yourself more since you're pregnant. Don't get

sick by being reckless."

Casey shrugged it off and said confidently, "It's okay since both you and Kelvin are here. I trust your

medical skills."

Aimee was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to deal with Casey.

"Well then go ahead with your recklessness now," Aimee said jokingly. "When I give birth later on, you'll

only have your husband to bother with."

Casey leaned in closer as she placed her hand on Aimee's growing belly. She teased her, "Aimee, why

is it that only your stomach is getting bigger? Why not the limbs too?"

She envied how slender Aimee still looked despite carrying twins.

"It's not like my belly has grown much either," explained Aimee."It just looks big because there are two

babies in there."

If there was only one baby inside of her womb, then it wouldn't look as large.

Casey was almost jealous at this point. She looked down at herself trying to compare the size of their

arms while asking pitifully, "Aimee, I think I've gained weight too... Look at my arms! They've gotten

thicker, haven't they?"

With a sad expression on her face, she continued, "Do you think I'll end up weighing two hundred

pounds by the time?"

"How is that possible?" Aimee chuckled, finding it hard to believe that Casey, with her petite frame,

could gain twenty pounds.

"You're just scaring yourself," Aimee reassured her. "Your body type isn't prone to gaining weight. Plus,

you don't eat much anyway. It's probably just the clothes you're wearing."

Casey tugged at her puffy sleeves and realized she was indeed wearing too many.

After a moment of silence, Casey decided to control herself and not indulge in food just because Aimee

said she wouldn't gain weight.

"I still need to be careful though," Casey admitted. "I can't let myself get fat."

Aimee ignored her childish words and sat down beside her.

"It's crazy how time flies," Casey mused sadly. "Before we know it, you'll be giving birth."

"Are you getting pre-birth jitters?" Aimee teased.

"Nope," Casey replied quickly. "Just talking nonsense."

Aimee placed a hand on Casey's shoulder and said gently, "If there's anything on your mind or

bothering you, talk to us about it instead of keeping it inside."

Casey tended to overthink things which wasn't ideal for a pregnant woman as anxiety could escalate if

left unchecked.

If she started panicking now, the situation would only worsen later on after childbirth, leading possibly

even postpartum depression which would be troublesome for everyone involved.