Chapter 75

Seeing Kieran holding it like it was some kind of rare treasure, Roschelle broke into a smile through her tears.

“Kier, you didn’t have to do this, I’m just pregnant, not sick.”

Kieran looked helpless: “Still gotta be careful.”

Roschelle’s eyes were full of laughter: “Okay, I’ll be careful, you have to relax too.”

After eating the nutritious meal carefully made by the servants at the Argent’s villa and lying on the soft bed at the Argent’s villa, Roschelle felt really at ease.

Her hand slowly rested on her lower belly, touching her flat stomach through the fabric, and she slowly started to smile.

I didn’t expect this kid, who came out of nowhere, to actually become her stepping stone to marry into the Argent family.

The thing she wanted but couldn’t get, this kid just got it.

Roschelle couldn’t hide the smile at the corner of her mouth.

But slowly, Roschelle’s smile faded.

She knew clearly, this kid.

It wasn’t Kieran’s kid.

Wasn’t one of the Argent kids.

She relied on this kid, who Wallace thought was a descendant of the Argent family, to marry into the Argent family.

If Wallace found out this kid wasn’t the Argent family’s kid…

Thinking of that possibility, Roschelle shuddered, and fear crept over her.

She absolutely couldn’t let Wallace know this kid wasn’t the Argent family’s kid.

Absolutely not!

As long as she thought about where this kid came from, Roschelle just couldn’t help but feel flustered.

She sat up and turned on the bedside lamp.

Suddenly…

Knock knock…

The knocking on the door was sudden, but it was steady and regular. I didn’t even have to look to know who was outside.

It was Kieran.

Thinking about the person outside the door, Roschelle couldn’t help but feel pink bubbles popping up in her heart, her chest felt warm, and her eyes got shy.

Roschelle grabbed the sheet and said softly, “Come in.”

It really was Kieran who came in, wearing comfy loungewear, soft slippers, and holding a cup of hot milk.

“Drink milk before sleeping.”

Kieran put the hot milk on the nightstand, lowered his eyelids, and his dark eyes took on a warm, gentle look in the dim room. His deep, cold voice seemed to be softened by the warm yellow light.

Roschelle felt really comforted and got even more into and dependent on this man.

She grabbed the milk, took a sip, swallowed, and then said quietly:

“Kier, did you really not mind?”

After she asked this, she suddenly felt a bit uneasy.

Kieran was a man, and he was a rich and powerful one, proud and noble, who had been spoiled and pampered since he was a kid.

Would a man like that let his wife be pregnant with someone else’s baby?

After that, I still had to raise this kid.

Could Kieran really stay totally focused?

After asking this, Roschelle didn’t dare look up at Kieran’s expression.

But after a while, Kieran still didn’t answer.

Roschelle was getting more and more scared inside. Was Kieran regretting it?

Didn’t want to keep her anymore, or didn’t want to have anything to do with her.

She even started to fool herself into thinking maybe she spoke too quietly, so Kieran didn’t hear her, that’s why he didn’t answer.

A long time passed, and Roschelle forced a weak smile: “If you don’t want to…”

“Rose.”

Kieran’s voice was deep, with a sense of certainty and reassurance.

Roschelle looked up, her eyes lost and tired, with a bit of a pitiful look: “Kier…”

Kieran sat down next to her, his eyes quiet and deep as he looked at her. His thin lips pressed together, and his face looked especially handsome and mysterious under the dim bedside lamp. Roschelle stared at him, a little lost in thought.

Kieran raised his hand and grabbed her shoulder a bit firmly: “Rose, don’t worry about this.”

At that moment, Roschelle’s lips even trembled a little.

Kieran’s voice was flat but convincing: “I said I’d take care of you and your son, and I won’t go back on my word. I keep my promises.”

“About this kid, I kept it from my grandpa’s side. Later on, he was going to be the Argent family’s kid.”

“Just stay here and relax. If you need anything, just ask the butler. He’ll take care of it.”

“Kier!”

Watching Kieran seriously plan out their future, Roschelle finally couldn’t help it. She rushed over, wrapped her arms tightly around Kieran’s slim waist, and buried her face in his chest.

Kieran raised his hand and gently brushed the hair at the back of Roschelle’s head.

“About what my grandpa said, I checked it out, and the 18th of next month really was a good day. Go home and talk to your parents, let the two families meet, and just settle it.”

Chapter 76