Lost Me Gained Regret

Ramona chuckled softly, "Understood, sweetheart."

"As long as you know," I replied with a smile.

Then I turned to Gregory, "Let's head home. We should drop Chris off first."

To my surprise, Christine waved her hands dismissively, "Oh, don't bother about me. I've got nothing pressing. I'll stay here at the hospital with Ramona. Better that than having you, a pregnant lady, worrying all night long, unable to eat or sleep properly. Wouldn't want that affecting my goddaughter's growth now, would we?"

I couldn't help but laugh. "Is it really that serious?"All content is © N0velDrama.Org.

"If I say it is, then it is."

Christine ushered me out of the room, "It's getting late. Go home, take a nice shower, and get some good sleep. And remember to bring me my favorite lobster bisque for lunch tomorrow!"

"Alright, lobster bisque it is," I promised, touched by her thoughtfulness, "Thank you, Chris."

I knew her request for lunch was just her way of giving me some peace of mind.

Christine feigned annoyance, "What's with this formal thank you? Have you become all estranged now that you've got a man?"

I immediately denied, "Of course not!"

Raising an eyebrow, Christine teased, "Well, if that's the case, why don't you and your man make yourselves scarce?"

"Your wish is my command. Disappearing immediately!" I said, pulling Gregory with me as we left.

By the time we got back to Elmwood Villas, it was nearly ten o'clock.

After washing my hands, I grabbed my bathrobe and headed for the shower.

Just as I finished showering and turned off the water, the bathroom door suddenly swung open.

Startled, I quickly wrapped the bathrobe around myself, staring at Gregory in shock, "What are you doing? Get out!"

But instead of leaving, Gregory began unbuttoning his shirt, his gaze undressing me as if he could see right through the bathrobe.

His eyes smoldered with a hint of desire, "Didn't you say you were going to help me with my bath?"

"Wait, when did I say that?" I was utterly confused.

Then it hit me.

"I can help you bathe, but... can you really sleep tonight?"

He had latched onto that offhand comment.

That cunning man!

Seeing my expression change, Gregory raised an eyebrow, "Remember now?"

"I..."

As I regained my composure, I noticed he had already stripped down, revealing his muscular physique. My cheeks burned with embarrassment.

"Why are you stripping down like that?!"

"To take a bath," he said with a suggestive tone, stepping closer and leaning in, his breath warm against my ear, "And maybe... do a little something else."

Through the bathroom mirror, I could see my face flushing a deep red.

I couldn't tell if it was anger at his audacity or embarrassment from his flirtation that made me blush so.

Before I could sort through my feelings, Gregory's hands found their way to my lower back, his kiss gently landing on me.

I trembled slightly, wanting to push him away but ultimately not wanting to.

Especially considering how cautious

he had been, fearing to hurt me

when he suspected I might be pregnant. Now that I was indeed expecting, he surely wouldn't overstep.

But I had underestimated him.

And when I couldn't escape his embrace, my only defense was to remind him, "I'm pregnant!"

Gregory's hot breath caressed my ear, his voice soft but firm, "I'm well aware."