Chapter 152

Clara's POV

"We both have separate bedrooms," I explained.

I heard Ivy choke as she gasped to breathe in.

I sat up straight in full alert. Was she okay? Did I need to call someone to help her?

She continued coughing and gasping, her breathing slowly returning to normal.

"You said what?" She asked, her voice distorted.

"We have separate rooms," I repeated hesitantly. I was worried she'd choke again, and this time she wouldn't recover.

"How else are you supposed to get pregnant?" She nearly yelled.

That was her issue? I thought I'd already had this conversation.

"How will I explain why the baby is born more than five weeks later? I'm not about to dig another grave." I reasoned with her.

She sighed. She probably had her face in her palms right now.

"Ivy!" I heard a deep voice in the background.

Ivy fell silent. A few sounds followed in the background before everything fell to silence again.

"Who was that?" I asked, intrigued.

"Nothing, it's no one. You must have heard the TV." She answe