Chapter 327 - Two Hundred And Twenty-seven: The Visitor (1/2)

The third point of view :

”Judy, you can put me down. I have both feet to walk,” Emily ordered as the man carried her from the car to the house. Ever since the news of her pregnancy came up, the man has been treating her as if she was a fragile glass.

To be honest, Emily was grateful for this wedding, it gave her a chance to get away from his monitoring eyes since he couldn't join the bride's train, though he found ways of inserting himself when an opportunity arises.

She understood the reason for his vigilance and what this baby meant to him, but she was a human who needed space too, his overprotectiveness was suffocating her. She had managed to escape from her late father, Adam, and wasn't enthusiastic to live in another tailor-made cocooned world.

”No, you need all the rest you can especially after the stress you put yourself today,” He added when he saw the deep crease on her face, ”Doctor's words, not mine,”

The doctor had told them that the first three months were crucial and she was at risk of miscarriage if not careful enough. So Emily admitted defeat, letting him do whatever he wanted. Though it was kind of sweet watching him all tensed up and anticipatedly for this child.

”Does your feet hurt? Do you need me to massage them,” He said the moment he placed her on the sofa, taking her heels off.

”I'm fine, Judy. I just need to wash up and rest - it's been a long day,” Emily groaned, stretching herself.

”Fine, we'll bath then,”

”Alright,” Emily agreed without thinking, already standing to her feet when she fully comprehended his words, ”Wait, what?! Who's we?”

But the straight face he gave her answered her. You've got to be kidding her. Emily's hands went to her chest, ” I swear to God if you touch me, I'll break your thingy,”

Judy answered blandly, ”Who said I'm touching you, I'm only bathing you,”

”You son of a biscuit! What's the difference between touching me and bathing me?!” She hollered.

Judy cocked his brow, saying, ”I see a lot of difference, do we need to consult the dictionary?”

Emily was tongue-tied, she almost spat blood. How could some be this brazen? She was happy to have finally escaped her shameless brother, Niklaus, who knew Judy's was on a higher level.

He continued, ”But don't worry, if you don't want me to touch you, I won't,”

Huh? Did he just let her go? Emily found that highly suspicious, he couldn't have given up already?

And yes, Judy wasn't done, ”I'll just use the showerhead to -”

Instantly, Emily pressed her finger against his lips, ”Don't say it,” she warned.

A grin lit his face, he got her there. ”Have a wonderful bath, milady,” And that being said, he left, leaving his flustered fiancée behind.

Emily slapped her cheeks to ensure she was still alive. Why was the place suddenly hot? She began to fan herself as she headed to her room to have a shower.

Both couples had their bath - separately - and came back down to the living room. Since it was eleven in the night and none seemed willing to sleep yet, they decided to have a bit of chat before they went to bed.

”When are you going to tell the queen that I'm expecting a child?” Emily asked him out of sheer curiosity.

The instant he had found out about the pregnancy, Judy had silenced the physician and his assistant - not even the maidservant assigned to her was spared. He had threatened the life out of them. So it was reported that Emily had caught a nasty cold which wasn't surprising since Lincolnshire was in its cold season.

”I'll tell her soon but my focus is on you at the moment, I need to take care of the mother of my child before she comes in to take over,” Judy told Emily while stroking her hair as she was lying on his lap.

His mother was controlling judging from how she had monopolized Akim's attention and time. Well, he couldn't blame her, she needed a companion - if only the setup dates hadn't failed. Yes, his mother had his best interest at heart, but then, another man's meat is another man's poison. If it wasn't Emily, there would be no one else.

”No matter what, we need to tell her the truth. She deserves to know,” Emily disapproved of his excuse.

”Fine, I'll tell her once we're back at Lincolnshire. Satisfied?”

”Whatever,” Emily rolled her eyes and wanted to turn the other way but Judy cupped her face. The man lowered his face and was about to kiss her when the doorbell rang, interrupting them.

Both of them looked at each other questioningly.