Chapter 398: Mountain or Molehill?
Talia blinked her eyes staring at the ceiling. She turned to her side to see Arthur deeply asleep.
Good! Fred is sleeping well... But why can’t I sleep a wink?
Without blinking her eyes, she watched Arthur sleeping. She slept fine in Rosandale, but being back at the Oakley Castle, her insomnia returned.
When Louis said he doesn’t trust Arthur, she argued that she trusted him.
But how much do I trust him? Will he tell me if his head hurts again or if he doesn’t feel well?
I will watch him properly. It is fine if he doesn’t tell me, I will find out if he’s unwell. I will take him to the doctor myself and help him recover just like before.
She wanted to watch him, but her brain shut down naturally when the sky started to brighten as it needed rest to function. She had dreamless sleep for some time but she felt tightness in her chest and something warm and soft on her lips.
She woke up and her head felt heavy as always. Arthur was on top of her, kissing her. Sensing she has woken up, his hands slithered inside her slips.
"Fred, the doctor-"
Her words were swallowed by his deep kiss and Talia went along. She felt the hardness on her abdomen and she immediately pushed him away.
"It’s not even three months yet, Fred!" she scooted down from the bed. "We talked we should keep away for four months just to be safe, Fred. You cannot do this now!"