Chapter 85 Uninvited Guest

Natlie's POV

“The pain stopped, right?” Freda asked as she continued examining my belly.

I nodded. “Yes. What does that mean? Is there something wrong with my child?” I asked, my voice full of concern.

“It’s just the symptoms before labor. They are normal and beneficial for the mother; ninety percent of women experience them,” she explained. “These small waves of pain help the womb prepare for labor.”

I glanced at Rafael and stifled a laugh at his expression. He was staring wide-eyed at my bloated, naked belly.

When our eyes met, I let out a sigh of annoyance, ignored him, and looked away.

“So, do you want to know the child's gender?” Freda asked.

“Yes! Please,” Rafael suddenly snapped.

Freda and I both stared at him. I questioned, “What does this have to do with you?”

He approached, and I tried to sit up. Freda gently pushed me back onto the bed and said, “Natalie, please. Don’t move.”

I glared at him furiously and snapped in a warning tone, “Stay away from me and my child!”

As if he