Richard's POV"Wait here, I'll be right back." It wasn't Krystal's voice. My eyes felt heavy to open. I chose not to think much and waited until I felt someone ask me to sit reclined on the headboard.It took me a few minutes to take in my surroundings and recognize the figure sitting on my side of the bed. It was Nikkie. Oh, right. Krystal said she had an important meeting at her family mansion this morning. A meeting that no one outside of Krystal's immediate family was allowed to attend. Including me. "I've asked Blake to prepare some porridge for your breakfast," Nikkie said as she picked up the bowl of porridge. I wasn't used to eating porridge when I was sick, but seeing the tense expression on Nikkie's face made me choose to give in."Have you recovered? What about your morning sickness? Sorry, I didn't wake up this morning ...."Nikkie didn't react, her expression flat. She handed me an aspirin and remained seated in the chair, staring around the room. It was apparent that sh
Nikkie's POV"I'm just calming Nikkie down. Gently rubbing her stomach has a good effect on helping to calm Nikkie's nausea symptoms," Richard explained calmly.My guilty conscience made me unable to see Krystal. Even so, I tried to remain calm. Cold sweat had been beading down my back since Krystal had thrown her expensive bag carelessly. She didn't even care if her expensive makeup stuff scattered on the floor and broke. Her focus was still on us. Richard got up to calm Krystal down. He told me to go to my room. I entered my room with mixed feelings. All kinds of bad images flashed uncontrollably, even though I tried to keep myself occupied by walking around the room. I moved on to making the bed.What if Krystal gets suspicious and finds out? I'm sure I won't be able to bear the consequences. Who will help me then? Richard?I shook my head hard. Richard loved Krystal very much. He even dared to do something reckless to prove his love for Krystal. I began to realize that I could on
Krystal's POV"Gently rubbing her stomach has a good effect on helping to calm Nikkie's nausea symptoms." Richard looked calm as he explained that, but I didn't."Let's go back to the room," Richard added after sending Nikkie back to her room. I let out a long sigh, stepping into the room first with no regard for the contents of my bag scattered on the floor. Who could still care about the contents of a bag when faced with the pressure to have a successor? Was it my fault that my uterus was weak and unable to conceive?"Damn it!" I cursed as I started throwing things within my reach. The bed lamp, the entire contents of my dressing table. I stopped when I was about to pull the bed cover off. Richard stopped me by hugging me tightly."It's okay. Everything will be fine," Richard said repeatedly. I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself down.Only Richard could calm my anger. He always knew what to do. He accepted me and tolerated me. Unlike my extended family, who always tried to
Richard's POV"You don't have to do this, Miss Nikkie. And don't argue anymore that there are different levels and classes between us." Sharon's voice as soon as the door opened made me frown in surprise."I'll go up first. I'm so tired. It's been a good night, Richard." Krystal pecked my cheek, snapping me out of my thoughts. I smiled and nodded to Krystal. The sounds of conversation were still coming from the direction of the kitchen, making me curious. I stepped slowly into the kitchen and found Nikkie being scolded by Sharon. Meanwhile, Blake was taking a glass from the plate rack."You've helped enough by finishing the salad on your plate. No need to help me with this pile of dirty dishes. You should take care of your womb, take care of the nutrition for the baby, considering you also have morning sickness."I paused in the dining room doorway, taking note of the heated interaction. Sharon was scolding Nikkie for trying to help with the dishes.Didn't she know that she didn't h
Nikkie's POV"What do they mean by tiers and classes? Moreover, among them?"I watched Richard's figure, who was wondering to himself. He pulled out his suitcase and left the house.The lonely figure behind Richard's back, who left without being released by anyone, somehow made me sad. I stroked my stomach softly, remembering Richard whispering to the baby in my stomach. I woke up just as Richard was telling the fetus in my stomach. I chose to pretend to sleep, waiting for him to leave. I didn't expect he would kiss my forehead before leaving the room. One action that successfully made my defenses start to waver. I shook my head hard. I can't waver. I have to hold on and know myself until this child is born. I stumbled into my room and stood in front of the toilet door. Waiting for the seconds of morning sickness to make me vomit something again.The nausea that I had been enduring since Richard came out of the room was finally unbearable. It's a good thing I didn't throw up in front
Richard's POV"Hello, have you seen Nikkie? She's not in the lobby; what if she..." I didn't dare to continue my sentence. Afraid to imagine if my words came true.I heard Aaron's deep breath from the other side of the line. I had told Aaron earlier that I couldn't find Nikkie. Aaron said that he would search around the floor where he work. I called again, expecting good news, but Aaron hadn't found Nikkie. My eyes were wide, looking around, hoping to find Nikkie. If I still couldn't find her, I intended to check the hospital's CCTV. Suddenly, I saw a glimpse of a woman about 160 cm tall with black hair down her back standing stunned near the cashier. The woman's haircut was similar to Nikkie's after a haircut at the salon last time. Wait, isn't that Nikkie? I need to make sure quickly! "Looks like I've found Nikkie." I hung up the phone with Aaron and rushed over to the figure."Nikkie!" I called out to confirm. The figure of the woman with shoulder-length hair turned to me. Tha
Nikkie's POV"Why did you give Nikkie your credit card?" a demanding question sounded from the doorway. I, still surprised by Richard's gift, gasped in shock at the interruption.Richard and I both looked to the source of the voice and found Krystal standing in the doorway, staring at us. Krystal's crossed her arms in front of her chest. Her lips pulled down. It was apparent that she was holding back her irritation. I glanced at Richard with concern. I was afraid that Krystal would misunderstand me and think I was looking for an opportunity to gain an advantage over her husband.Without thinking, I grabbed the card wallet and pulled out the credit card inside. Richard watched my movements, but I was already too scared that Krystal would go berserk. That made me think nothing of grabbing Richard's wallet and putting the credit cards back in it.What made me even more depressed in the next second was when I heard Richard's heavy breathing. The atmosphere around us instantly turned hea
Nikkie's POV"Would you like some peppermint tea?" asked Sharon after I finished my morning sickness routine. I nodded slowly, washing my mouth as I watched the image of Sharon stepping out of my room.The medicine Aaron gave me didn't seem to be compelling enough to relieve the nausea immediately. Even so, I was grateful that the nausea wasn't so severe and didn't make me feel too weak.Last night's question ended without an answer. Without an explanation, Richard hasn't said anything since that night until today. Usually, he would take the time to come to me in the morning to check on my condition. Or help me with my nape and back when morning sickness strikes. But today, he had even left for the office first. I washed my face to calm my raging feelings. It's too early in the morning to feel stressed. I need to think about this from another perspective.Sometimes, silence is also the answer. Maybe Richard just showed too much affection to everyone close to him. A kiss on the foreh