All Chapters of Too Late , I am Carrying His Child : Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

It had been two weeks since Savannah moved into Adrian’s mansion. Every morning she woke up to the sound of birds outside her window, not shouting from neighbours or the noise of the streets like before. The air was calm, the bed was soft, and the smell of flowers filled the room. The maids treated her with care and respect. They greeted her every time she came out of her room. They always smiled and made sure she had food before she asked. Savannah was not used to such treatment. Sometimes, she would sit on the edge of her bed and look around, wondering if it was all a dream. Adrian had gone to work most days, but even in his busy time, he always checked on her. He would call or send someone to bring her fruits and milk. She never understood why he cared so much, but deep down, it made her heart warm. That afternoon, she was resting in the sitting room when she heard footsteps. Adrian came in, smiling lightly. Behind him were two maids, each holding big shopping bags.

Savannah woke up to the sound of gentle knocking on her door. She rubbed her eyes slowly, still half asleep. “Come in,” she said softly. A maid entered with a bright smile. “Good morning, ma’am. Mr. Adrian asked us to get you ready. He wants to show you something.” Savannah blinked in surprise. “Show me something?” “Yes, ma’am. He said you’ll love it.” Savannah sat up, still wondering what Adrian was planning. The maid helped her pick a simple gown that fit her seven-month belly comfortably. She tied her hair in a bun and looked at herself in the mirror. She smiled a little. Her face looked fuller, healthier. It had been long since she saw herself looking this calm. After getting ready, she stepped outside. Adrian was already waiting in the living room, holding a small smile. He looked handsome as always, dressed in a black shirt and blue jeans. “You’re ready?” he asked. Savannah nodded shyly. “Yes. But where are we going?” “You’ll see soon,” he said, standing up and w

The next morning was calm. Birds sang softly outside, and the light from the big window fell across Savannah’s face. She woke up slowly, stretching her arms and touching her belly. The baby kicked a little, and she smiled. She could still hear Aunty Lisa’s loud voice in her head from the day before. That woman had filled the house with laughter. Savannah hadn’t felt that much joy in a long time. She got up and walked to the mirror. Her stomach had grown bigger. Seven months gone, she whispered to herself, touching the curve gently. Her eyes softened. “You’re almost here, my little one,” she said. There was a knock at the door. It was soft but firm. “Come in,” Savannah said, thinking it was one of the maids. The door opened, and Adrian stepped in. He wore a white shirt and looked fresh, his hair still wet from a shower. “Good morning,” he said, his tone warm. “Good morning,” she replied, smiling shyly. “You’re up early.” He nodded. “I have a few meetings today, but I

It had been two weeks since Savannah moved into Adrian’s mansion, and peace had slowly settled around her like soft air. Every morning, she woke up to the sound of birds outside the big glass window. The sun always came in gently, touching her face with light. Sometimes she would lie there for minutes, just staring at the high ceiling, still not believing she lived in such a beautiful place. Her stomach was now big — eight months gone. The baby kicked almost every day, sometimes strong, sometimes soft. Each kick made her smile. It reminded her that no matter what she had gone through, something pure was growing inside her. Adrian had changed too. He was no longer the quiet man who kept everything to himself. He was always around, watching her like she was made of glass. Every time she tried to do something by herself, he would appear from nowhere. “Savannah, leave that. I’ll do it,” he would say, taking the mop or the dish from her hand. She would smile, shaking her head.

The evening came slowly. Savannah sat outside the balcony, watching the soft sunset. The sky glowed orange and gold. The air was quiet, peaceful. She touched her stomach again and smiled faintly. “Just one more month,” she whispered. “Then I’ll see you, my baby.” She didn’t hear Adrian walk up behind her. He stood for a moment, watching her quietly. There was something about her that pulled him close every time — her calm voice, her gentle smile, her quiet strength. “You look lost in thought,” he said softly. Savannah turned quickly and smiled. “You scared me, Adrian. I didn’t hear you coming.” He sat beside her. “You’ve been thinking a lot lately.” She nodded. “Just about life… and the future.” “The future,” Adrian repeated slowly. He looked at her, his face serious. “Savannah, there’s something I’ve wanted to say for a long time.” Her heart beat fast. “What is it?” He took a deep breath. “I don’t know when it started, but I’ve fallen for you. I care about you mo