Chapter 3

The next day, I went with James to see his grandfather and tell him about my pregnancy.

For the next period of time, I stayed home to take care of the pregnancy.

During my pregnancy, I didn't see Sophia again.

James also didn't mention her in front of me, so I deluded myself into ignoring his gentle eyes when he made phone calls on the balcony every night.

My body had many health issues from birth, so this pregnancy was not stable.

By seven months, my whole body had lost weight except for my belly.

That day, I wanted to bring coffee to James who was working in the study.

But when I waddled to the study door with my big belly, I heard his pleasant voice saying tenderly:

"What do you want for your birthday? Shall I take you to the South Islands?"

My hand holding the coffee shook, and the cup fell to the floor.

There was a loud crash as the ceramic mug shattered.

James finally looked up, his lips tightening slightly when he saw me standing in the doorway.

After softly reassuring Sophia, he hung up the phone and quickly walked over to me.

He held my arm, carefully leading me around the spilled coffee and ceramic shards.

Bringing me to sit on the couch in the study, he asked in a low voice: "Are you hurt?"

I instinctively shook my head, but thinking of the phone call I just overheard, I couldn't help grabbing his sleeve.

"You just..." I bit my lip, hesitating before asking.

"Who were you just on the phone with?"

James' brows furrowed instantly.

But very quickly, he relaxed again and looked into my eyes, saying very frankly: "Sophia."

"It's her birthday next Wednesday, I was asking if she wanted any gifts."

My suspicions were confirmed, and for a moment I felt short of breath.

Perhaps due to pregnancy hormones, I clearly felt my emotions spiraling out of control.

Gripping his arm tighter, I said softly: "Can you not spend her birthday with her? I...I'm a bit scared being home alone."

But as soon as I finished speaking, James' face changed instantly.

He pried my hand off his arm without mercy, his gaze cold and gloomy as he said:

"Lily, you've crossed the line."