Dangerous Love: You Are My One and Only Bride novel Chapter 1053

When it was over, she held his hand up in the air and uttered, “You’re now bound to me by this ring, hence you’re forbidden from looking at other women, not even a glance.”

He embraced her from behind, closing his palms and firmly holding her hand. “Would I have to look at other women now that I have you? I stopped looking a long time ago. Get some sleep, I’ll accompany you for your checkup tomorrow.”

She turned her head and kissed his forehead. “I can feel the baby moving.”

He was slightly surprised, as this was the first time she had said she was able to feel the baby moving. “When?”

She said embarrassedly, “While we were doing it just now…”

He chuckled and placed his hand on her belly. “It’s got nothing to do with me; your mum’s the one who’s ‘greedy’.”

The next day, at the Tremont Estate.

The temperature began to drop as the weather changed, causing Smore’s nose to be runny and for him to keep coughing. Arianne was considering taking the day off and sending Smore to the hospital but was worried that it would leave a bad impression with her superior since she had just started the job.

Mark guessed what she was thinking from her helpless expression and said, “You head off to work alone; I’ll bring Smore to the hospital. I’ve got nothing much going on this morning.”

She was slightly embarrassed. “Smore is more important than my work to me. I could apply for a day off. You don’t have to force yourself.”

Mark did not reply. He was not going to tell her that he couldn’t be at ease if she was not by his side, and he did not want any other man to get the opportunity to so much as glance at her. However, he did not have a choice, as she had insisted that she wanted to work; his heart throbbed anxiously.

After Arianne left, he headed to the hospital along with Smore and Mary. As he arrived at the parking lot, he bumped into Tiffany, who had also visited the hospital for her checkup coincidentally. Jackson reached out his hand and caressed Smore’s face. “Do you have a flu, little one? Look at your runny nose. I see that your father isn’t disgusted by it even though he’s a germaphobe. You are his son, alright.”

Mark took out a tissue and wiped off Smore’s snot. “Are you here for a pregnancy checkup? I’m headed to the pediatrics, which is on the other side. I’ll be going now.”

Tiffany wanted to hug Smore, but her belly was so big that it had become inconvenient. “Bye Smore. I’ll come play with you over the weekend.”