Chapter 130: A Sentence That Stopped Time

The past few months had turned Tessa into something she once thought impossible. At eight months pregnant, she moved with soft new curves and a warmth that seemed to radiate from her. She often felt insecure, muttering about her weight and size. To Nathan, it was like watching a Greek goddess carry life. Every curve, every inch of skin he kissed every night was living proof of the miracle inside her, their child. To him, without question, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.

At the office, the late afternoon slipped by in reports and phone calls. But Nathan’s main focus, and his simplest pleasure, was sitting in his lap. Tessa, in a soft cotton maternity dress, rested her head on his shoulder, breathing slowly in a light sleep.

The weight of her, the heat of her body pressed to his, had become Nathan’s new center of gravity. He could sit like that for hours, letting Tessa sleep in his arms while he kept working.

Since the incident at court and the attack with the thrown