Secret Admiration: Finding True Love After…

Chapter 437 I Am Pregnant

“Chandler, wait!”

Meryl hurriedly stopped Chandler, sensing his impatience.

He asked softly, “Why? What’s wrong?”

“I…” Meryl hesitated, biting her lip. She needed to tell him she couldn’t engage in anything strenuous right now.

Before she could explain, Chandler kissed her again, his lips lingering on hers with a sense of urgency.

Meryl’s face turned crimson. She tried to push him away gently, but Chandler only held her tighter. He pressed against her and murmured, “We can talk about it later.”

Was he really that impatient? Meryl knew it would be too late to explain afterward. Chandler was young, fit, and full of energy.

After being held captive by Dalton for nearly twenty days, last night Chandler had refrained from intimacy, thinking she needed rest. He had shown restraint, but now his desire was evident.

Feeling his eagerness, Meryl realized things could quickly spiral out of control. She cupped his face, pulling back slightly.

“Chandler, I’m pregnant!”

The room fell silent. Chandler froze, staring at her in shock.

Meryl met his gaze. “I’m pregnant. I found out the night Dalton took me away, but I never had the chance to tell you.”

She took his hand and placed it on her abdomen. “There’s a baby here, ours.”

Chandler finally absorbed her words, eyes widening. “You’re not joking, are you?” he asked, lowering his head to her belly.

Meryl found his reaction endearing. Chandler, usually so clever, seemed adorably clueless. At just over a month pregnant, there was nothing for him to hear, but his enthusiasm was heartwarming.

Chandler listened intently, and Meryl teased, “Did you hear my stomach growling?”

After a moment, he lifted his head. “I heard it.”

“What?” she asked, puzzled.

“The baby said that we can do this.”

Meryl was taken aback.

Chandler pulled her into his arms, gently running his fingers through her hair and kissing her tenderly. Despite her position on top, she found herself yielding to his desire.

Chandler was affectionate, but not overly gentle.

As he kissed her deeply, Meryl felt her lips tingle. They shared an intimacy that stopped short of intercourse, a playful flirtation that left her breathless.

Chandler was inventive in his affection, leaving Meryl flushed and leaning against him for support.

He embraced her from behind, their skin touching, creating an illusion of deep connection. His warm breath tickled her neck, sending shivers down her spine.

To her surprise, Meryl felt a growing dependence on him, basking in the warmth of his embrace.