The Woman From Hell

Chapter 212

I was a little moved, cracked a smile, and asked, "But I'm too heavy. Can you lift me up?"

He answered with his actions as he squatted down and effortlessly lifted me up. We then made our way down the hill.

I was reminded that we had walked quite a distance and got a bit worried. I wrapped both my arms around him and asked, "Aren't I heavy? Can you continue carrying me like this?"

"You're still alright. You’re just a bit lighter than a little pig." There was a smirk at the corner of his mouth.

He loved working out, so his body was muscular and strong. I would not be worried although I had gained a little more weight but since he was still recovering from serious injuries, I could not help but feel somewhat concerned.

I struggled to try to get down. "I think you should put me down. I'll walk back slowly.”

He exerted more force into his arms and held me tighter. He said in a deep voice, "Don't move, or else we’ll fall."

Seeing how he did not intend to put me down, I could only lay in his arms obediently and try my best to hold

on tightly. That way, my weight on his arms would not be too much to bear.

He looked down and smirked, looking pleased with m y actions.

Just like that, he carried me all the way back to the villa. Even when we arrived home, he still did not let m e down and carried me to the bedroom on the second floor.

Even though I had slept a lot during the day, I was still extremely exhausted. I quickly washed up upon reaching the bedroom and fell asleep as soon as I hit the bed.

Theo went to the study to work overtime. I did not know when he came back. I woke up the next day and the other side of the bed was already empty.

I got down from the bed and scanned through the study, but there was no one there. The bookshelf caught my eye and I walked over to it, only to see that i t was filled with various books on pregnancy. I glanced through them and guessed that there were probably dozens of them.

Theo must have moved all these here, right?

A warm current rose from the bottom of my heart. At least it showed that he was preparing hard for the child’s birth. It showed that he was welcoming this new life with all his heart. I could not help but touch m y belly. It felt like this child was changing every one of us.

I turned and headed downstairs. Miss Woods was doing some housekeeping. She saw me and said," Young Mistress, today's breakfast was made by Young Master himself. He woke up bright and early to make your favorite oatmeal. There are even some buns and eggs. He only headed out after preparing all these. I'll g o get them for you." Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

I nodded and sat at the table. He had to go to the office but still prepared oatmeal for me. He must have woken up very early. Theo was sure full of energy.

"Young Master said to let you take a walk in the yard after having your breakfast. You shouldn't always shut yourself in the room. It's not good for your body," Miss Woods said while she scooped up some rice.

I nodded. Indeed, I always felt like sleeping after my meals. The more I slept, the more tired I was.

"Miss Woods, what are we having for lunch? Why don't we cook the food earlier today and I'll send some to Theo? He's quite busy recently and his wounds are still healing. Besides, meals outside are not as nutritious.”

I got excited for a moment and suddenly wanted to send him food.

"Sure. I'll make preparations right away. I’ll cook some chicken soup and you can send it to him." Miss Woods smiled happily and opened the fridge to start preparing. 2

After I ate, I lifted my head and realized that there were a few boxes of fruits on the counter.

Miss Woods spoke, "Young Master brought those back. He said your friend sent them. The fruits inside are very fresh and I even picked some to store in the freezer. But there are too many, so I can only leave them outside.”

Only then was I reminded that Cecilia had called me about sending some fruits over. I almost forgot about i 1.1 did not expect Theo to still remember to bring them in.

"It'd be a waste if we can't finish them. How about this? Since I'm heading to the office, you can wash and cut them for me to bring them there. I'll share them with everyone."

I could stop by to meet Mason as well. Cecilia’s belly was getting bigger with each passing day. Hiding the news was not a feasible option.

"Alright. I'll do it right away.” Miss Woods finished brewing the soup and started washing and cutting the fruits. As there were too many of them, she put various types of them in several large containers.

Seeing Miss Woods busying herself, I wanted to give her a hand but she rejected me. She said that the fruits were cool in the morning, so they would easily make me catch a cold.

I was a little ashamed. I was normally a hands-on person but now that I was pregnant, they all treated m e like a precious gem.

As noon approached, Miss Woods put the food in an insulated container and helped me carry the containers of fruits into the car. She kept telling me to drive slowly and be careful on the road.

I was touched deep in my heart. Miss Woods was really caring toward us. She was already at an old age but was still worried not just about our lives but even our feelings.

I parked the car downstairs of Grant Corporation and called Theo.