Chapter 93: Pregnancy symptoms

The crinkly sound of nylon bags had her looking up. Sebastian.

He shut the hospital room door.

"I brought food," he informed her, "you haven't eaten anything since the cereal. You are carrying a child now, you shouldn't act recklessly."

Her emotions were conflicted. Was she to feel warm at his concern or guilty at his scolding?

"I'm sorry, I got carried away."

He stopped unpacking the bags he brought long enough to shoot her a look.

"I didn't say that to make you feel guilty, I said it so you won't allow the present situation to weigh you down."

She blinked, "Oh."

He smiled, a warm loving smile.

"It's fine that you don't feel like doing much, it's understandable."

He brought out two medium-sized food flasks and a transparent pack containing cutleries.

"Zik's family still lives here. I had to bother his mother to cook us a meal since she said takeouts are not so healthy for a pregnant woman. Here."

He handed her a flask. Of course, she knew Zik's family still lived here. Zik