Chapter 166: Know your place
"I lost the baby," Abrielle’s voice was faint, her hand touching her flat stomach. She should be rejoicing that the baby died after all she never wanted. It wasn’t meant to exist, but why did it feel wrong to celebrate?
"You don’t seem sad about it. I expected as much." Cedric added, his tone was neutral making it hard to decipher what he felt.
Abrielle was at a loss for words; she lost her acting skills at that moment, her true expression showing. There was guilt written on her face. She didn’t want a baby or anything that would bind her to Cedric.
Imagine how fucked up things would get if it was known that he was carrying his child. She might even get an official bounty on her head. "There is no need to cry over spilt milk. The baby is already gone." She answered, her head bowed; the guilt that gripped her heart made it hard for her to hold his gaze.
"Don’t think much about it; try to get more sleep. We will be leaving in a few hours; hopefully, this storm will stop by then." Abrielle’s eyes darted at him; she was a bit confused. It seemed like he was happy, or was it an illusion?
"I..." Her lips parted about to ask something that lingered in her mind. Cedric honestly didn’t want to hear it, "I said it is fine, you were the one who said it was spilt milk. A child was never in the plan but I guess having sex does have consequences if you are not careful." He cut her off.
Something pricked her heart, a strange feeling; she felt bitter as the realization hit her: he didn’t want the baby. What was she thinking that Cedric would want her to carry his child? She must be a fool, who he just saw as baggage to him and made it harder for him to have his precious Callista.
Things were messed up, she should be happy the baby is gone. The system did save her; she guessed this meant unless the plot control was reduced, the chances of her being able to carry a child were close to never.
It was a pretty handful method of child control. Her eyes went heavy with the strong urge to close them; exhausted, she fell asleep on the spot under his spell. Cedric tucked her under the cover to sleep properly; she was cold, curling up into a ball. He felt relieved that she was fine, but a sad smile graced his lips. He was asking for more than he could chew.