Alan was lectured by his elders before he went upstairs and brought a bowl of soup to Nora who hadn't
eaten anything.
Nora rest for a while and felt much better. She had a high color and her face was not as white as it had
been earlier.
Alan brought the soup over and put it on the bedside table, "How are you feeling?"
"Much better." Nora leaned against the bed. She looked soft under the warm light.
"This is the soup. Drink it." Alan saw that Nora had lost too much weight during this period of time. He
was distressed, but could not do anything. So, he was anxious.
Nora was indeed a little hungry. She reached for the soup while Alan had already picked it up and sat
on the edge of the bed, "I'll feed you."
"I'm pregnant, not broken. I can do it myself." Nora reached over and grabbed the bowl.
But Alan didn't let go. His eyes were firm, "I can't do much things for you. This is all I can do. Just give
me a chance."
Nora looked up and met Alan's eyes which were full of guilt and affection.
"Alan, you don't have to say that. It ... it is my fault. Even if you do not care about me at all, I deserve it.
You do not have to feel guilty."
"You do not wrong me either. It is my own choice." Alan's voice was gentle, "We are a couple. We
should respect and love each other. From today onwards, just forget the past."
Alan scooped a spoonful of soup to her lips, "If you don't drink it, the baby is going to protest."
Nora couldn't resist him and could only be taken care of by him like this, as if she was an invalid.
Although she did not insist on divorce and accepted Alan's advice, she could not let go completely and
face Alan openly. After all, it was her fault.
Today, when she had no choice but to tell others about her pregnancy, she saw that Oca's eyes were
darker.
Would he suspect? If he did, what would he do?
Nora lost her appetite after drinking half of the soup.
Alan, adhering to the principle of not wasting, drank the remaining soup.
Anika knocked on the door and saw the scene. She came over and grabbed Alan's ear, scolding him in
anger, "You brat! You even stole Nora's soup! How can I trust you to take care of Nora and the baby?"
"Mom... It hurts..." Alan was suddenly caught by the ear, begging his mother, "Mom, let go. My ear is
going to fall off."
"Mom, you let go first and listen to me." Seeing that Anika wrongly blamed Alan, Nora got a little
anxious, "You misunderstood him. I didn't have an appetite. I drank half of the soup. Alan didn't want to
waste the remaining soup and drank it. Mom, we've been like this all this time."
Anika looked into Nora's bright eyes, "Really?"
Alan, the spoiled brat since childhood, actually knew he could not waste? Did she hear it right?
"Yes." Nora nodded heavily, afraid Anika didn't believe her, "Alan has changed a lot during this period
of time. He's not what you think he is anymore. He works hard and takes good care of me now. Mom,
even if you don't believe him, you have to believe me, right?"
"Of course I believe you. It's just that this boy..." Anika let go of her hand.
Alan's ears were red from his mother's grip. He reached up to rub them and his handsome face twisted,
"Mom, am I your own child? Why are you so hard on me? What if you pull my ears off?"
"It's nothing to pull your ear. If you don't take good care of Nora, I'll break your legs!" Anika looked
vicious.
Alan was still rubbing his ears, "How dare I?"
"It's better if you don't dare." Anika sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to take Nora's
hand, putting on a smiling face, "Nora, tell me if he dares to bully you. I am definitely on your side."
"Thank you, Mom." Nora looked at Anika, who was so kind to her, and felt guilty inside again.
If they knew that the child in her belly was not Alan's, but another man's, she would be the one to have
her legs broken.
She also felt that she was too selfish. To give birth to this child safely and to prevent Oca from stealing
the child from her in the future, she accepted Alan's offer, even if he knew that it would be unfair to him.
But she wanted to keep the baby so badly that she had no choice.
As Alan said, she had done so much charity for children and given warm motherly love to so many
children who were not related to her. Why was she so cruel to her own child?
She didn't want to be cruel. She just wanted to be a mother.
"Nora, I have something to say to you." The smile on Anika's well-maintained face deepened, "You
should be taken good care of during the first three months of pregnancy. Alan has to work. So, he may
not be able to take care of you. You may not want to live here. So, we have discussed and decided to
let me go to Springhill Villa to take care of you for the first three months.
I will only stay with you for these three months. After three months, I will disappear and will never
disturb you. Your Grandpa and your Dad all agreed. Your sister-in-law had moved back to live for a
while when she was pregnant. We respect you. So, I'll go to stay with you. What do you think?"
Nora kept a polite smile. What else could she do?
They had decided it before they came to inform her. She couldn't refuse even if she wanted to.
"OK. Thank you, Mom." Nora agreed directly.
Anika patted Nora's hand with satisfaction, "This is what I should do. I am okay, but you will be hard.
After you give birth to a healthy child for the Way family, you are a hero in our family. We will definitely
reward you well."
"Mom, what if it's a granddaughter?" Alan teased.
"A granddaughter is also nice." Anika said to her son, "But you need to work harder next time. You and
your brother are the hope of our family."
"..." Words failed Alan.
"Well, take a good rest." Anika conveyed the advice, not forgetting to admonish Nora before she left, "If
there's anything, you can let him do. Don't bother yourself."
Nora nodded and saw that Anika glared at Alan when she passed by him.
Seeing his mother leave, Alan hurried to explain to Nora, "Honey, I had intended to tell you about Mom
going to live in Springhill Villa. But she came before I said anything. I tried my best to stop it. But I
couldn't resist the decision of the whole family. I'm sorry..."
"It's okay. It's only three months." Nora understood Alan's current situation, "Hurry up and tell Freya to
rearrange our bedroom. We can't let Mom know that we are sleeping in separate rooms."
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