Chapter 99: This isn't your grave

The men in the room literally choked on their saliva and began to cough. Candy's face turned pale and red. This would be the first time hearing that walking could affect pregnancy.

"No, no it doesn't," she shook her head vehemently. She couldn't imagine Diego carrying her all around the house.

"Don't worry, wife. I'm strong enough to do that every single day," he replied.

"Huh? No, you don't have to. I'm fine."

Diego didn't listen as he led her back to the room, placing her gently on the bed. "Wait here, I'll get something to eat," he kissed her forehead and left.

Candy's mouth stayed open. Gosh! He is so adorable. She laughed lightly at his reaction seconds ago; it was so cute.

Diego came back after some minutes, an alluring meal laid on the tray he was holding.

"The chef made this," he stated.

"Wow, it looks so good," Candy squealed, smiling like a kid. "Thanks, hubby."

"I love your smile so much." His face turned worried again. "Have you gone to the hospital?"

"Yeah, I did