บททั้งหมดของ ENTWINED BETWEEN LUXURY: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

The night with Jace was a splendid one. Gina yawned, stretched, and rose from bed with tiny stains of tears on her face. Her bed looked ruined. She turned her gaze, He had already left. She gave a warm smile as she recollected her first night with him. She felt like things were now falling into place for her. She moved a foot; she felt sore as she strutted to the bathroom. She stripped off her shirt and dove under the shower. The water dripped down her creating a sizzling sensation in her spine. She placed her hands on the wall and washed herself slowly. ** She walked down to the dining room. A loud laughter echoed into her ears. It sounded like Jace's. Her face flushed red as she drew out a chair and took a seat. Jace entered the dining room, hand-in-hand with Christine. Gina's countenance dampened. She threw her gaze down to the food before. Christine shot her a scowl as He pushed out a chair for her. She sat down whilst Jace took his seat. "Gina" Jace cleared his thro

Jace burst into a hysterical laughter, his eyes became filled with tears. He threw his head backward letting out more laughs. Lady Deborah stood before him with a pursed lip. "What are you saying, Deborah?" He snickered and chuckled. "How can she get pregnant out of the blue?" He asked her with his face creased with smiles. Lady Deborah swallowed. She never thought of that. Gina and Jace have never slept together in a room, so how could she be pregnant? "I'm sorry, Master," she rendered a quick apology, realizing that she had the wrong thoughts. Jace shook his head and entered his room. Lady Deborah turned around feeling foolish. She mentally pinched as she stopped before Gina's door. She raised her hands to the door but quickly retracted them. She folded her eyelids tightly and turned around. She left for the kitchen. The next morning Gina awoke from sleep with a determination to reveal the secret of her pregnancy to Jace. Her face shimmered with a weak beam as she a

Salvador still found it difficult to fully grasp what Jace had just told him. He sank into thought, worry creasing his face. A gentle touch from a soft hand pulled him out of his reverie.He looked up, his brows still furrowed with concern, but the sight of Sheila's pretty face made him smile broadly."What's wrong?" she asked, her voice laced with concern as she sat next to him. He shook his head solemnly, a sad smile on his lips."Everything is alright, Sheila," he replied blandly, then leaped to his feet. He offered her his hands, and she took them gently, springing to her feet.He wrapped his arms around her waist as they began to leave the lounge.## Gina had been discharged a long time ago, and her face was marred with frustration and disappointment. She glanced repeatedly at the wall clock. It chimed 6 PM, but Jace still hadn't returned.Her hope began to fade, and she recoiled back onto the bed. Her lips formed a thin line as she struggled to hold back tears.She had nowhere

Gina spent her time watching movies and helping herself to a pack of popcorn. When the clock struck 6, she ran into her room. Her dress, neatly laid out on the bed, had been prepared earlier. She struggled to keep herself from going overboard. After taking her bath, humming melodiously, she wore a resplendent red bodycon dress. Her little bump protruded from the dress, and she giggled excitedly, wrapping her hands around her stomach. Lately, she found herself doing that often. She wore a black pump shoe that matched her dress.Satisfied with her looks in the mirror, she picked up her red embroidery clutch bag. She walked out of the room with her shoulders held high, and a pleasing smile on her face. She peered at the wall clock. It was a few minutes past Seven; he wasn't back yet. A forlorn look forced its way to her glittery face as she lowered herself on the couch. She placed her bag on the couch."It is too early to start feeling despondent," She mumbled encouragingly to herself

Ethan returned to the bedroom to find Gina sprawled at one end of the bed. He glanced furtively at her before exiting into the bathroom. He had his bath and returned to the room wearing blue shorts and a white singlet; he picked a blanket and lay on the couch. Suddenly, he felt a prick of guilt on his chest. He regretted speaking angrily to her. The last time he saw fear in her eyes was when she woke up in the hospital bed. Since that day, he had sworn to be her protector and to shield her from anything that could cause her fear.From that moment on, his heart was drawn to her. He turned his gaze toward her sleeping form; she looked peaceful in a mini spaghetti strap dress.Slowly, his eyelids grew heavy, and he drifted into a restful slumber.He awoke to the sound of loud sneezing. It happened again. And again. And again. And again.He pushed himself off the couch, initially reluctant to go to her, but he couldn't ignore the sneezes for long. Gently, he placed his hand on her b