On the queen-sized royal bed, Viv was touching her skin tenderly like a feather "You have such a white and clear skin . "
"Waah . . " She started crying abruptly .
Viv dumbfounded, asked her anxiously "What happened? Are you in pain?"
"No, You like my clear skin but soon ugly stretch marks will begin to appear . I will also be getting fatter and fatter day by day . "
Viv took a long time to react .
She was saying that she was crying because she was getting fat due to pregnancy!
Taking her little hand, and kissed her eyebrows very gently . Then kissing her earlobe, he moved the tip of his tongue back and forth and teasingly said in her ear: "Is it fat? Um?"
When she hoped Viv will gently dispel her insecurities, he was teasing her . Ira was furious . Grabbing the big hand he had kept on her chest she placed it in her mouth and bit hard .
"Ah . . . " Viv was not prepared, his hand bitten by her . It was so painful that he was sighing .
She wanted to hear his petting tone . Somehow feeling wronged, the tears fell even more fiercely like a broken tap .
"Don't cry, oh, don't cry . . . ", Viv gently kissed her . "Pregnancy fat is easy to lose . We will exercise and Even if you become fat . I will always like you . "
Hearing his reassurance, she calmed down a bit and gave a big smile . But her smile turned to frown her face soon became distorted: "But what about the stretch marks? They are so ugly like dried up trees"
"Ah, stretch marks! I have already ordered a lavender essential oil for that . It would be in drawers . " Taking out a bottle, Viv handed it to her .
"You had already bought it . It means you also hate those marks . What if this oil doesn't work effectively? And if you bought it why didn't you give it to me immediately?" in a hoarse voice she cried .
"It is to be avoided in the first trimester . So I was going to give you these days . It definitely works!" He was at his wit end but still continued stroking and patting her lightly .
'Is this the legendary 'baby blues' that is described in most pregnancy magazines . Mood swings—happy one minute and crying the next . ' Viv thought .
Ira was not at fault . She was merely irritated . First, they have to wait in the hospital for a long time for the ultrasound scan .
Being 18 weeks pregnant, the gender of the baby was to be determined . Yet because the kid curled up, facing the wrong way they now had to wait for the next appointment .
Additionally, A lot of words she heard today were appearing in her mind: 'rounder, wider, weirder, and FAT!
Besides, She had to give up on sweets!
'Baby, sorry I don't mind you being chubby but you see you have to come out from a small narrow passage . So a little restriction on sweets . '
The day sure was annoying!
The hand that was stroking her paused . Her pink transparent pyjama was showing her white skin . she was lying on her side so he couldn't see her chest, but the snowy white back, with her legs exposed . Feeling the heat and the pain underneath, Viv knew it was hard and swollen .
In contrast, Ira who was arguing and crying a moment ago was now touring her dreamland . A calm smile decorating her face .
On a cold chilly night of a winter, a sad pitiful man was taking a cold shower trying to dispel the growing heat in his part!
Chapter end
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