Mrs. Lu gently caressed her belly, which was even bigger than a watermelon; there were less than three months left until the birth.
The last few dozen days were particularly hard to endure, and she was walking with utmost caution.
The doctor said that elderly pregnant women like her are most prone to premature birth, and she must be careful.
The longer the child stays in the womb, the higher the survival rate.
Every day felt like walking on thin ice.
She bore all the pain alone; Tabby Teller knew nothing.
Claudia Ross also reached out her hand to touch Mrs. Lu's taut belly. With just over two months to go before the baby was born, she couldn't keep it a secret from her father forever!
"Mom, you should find a chance to tell Dad. The child is his too, and he has the right to know."
Mrs. Lu retorted directly, "Back when you had Xiaoan and Yiyi, didn't you also hide it from me and Mufeng?"
