Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 2980

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With Amiee’s pregnancy, she instantly became everyone’s darling, and her good news made the atmosphere in the private suite even more lively.

While Amiee chatted with Estelle, Emily, and the others, Josiah walked over to talk with Charlie.

Charlie asked, “Are you two still living on your own? Is anyone looking after Amiee?”

Josiah replied, “My mom wants us to move back home now that she knows about the pregnancy, but Amiee has a competition at the end of the month. We’ll go back after that—until then, I’m taking care of her.”

Charlie frowned, “She’s still going to compete?”

“I wish she wouldn’t, but I don’t want to upset her,” Josiah said, a note of concern in his voice as he glanced at Amiee chatting in the lounge. “She seems fine now, but every morning when she’s sick, it just breaks my heart. Most women put on weight when they’re pregnant, but she’s actually lost some.”

“Morning sickness?” Charlie asked.

Josiah nodded. “Yeah, we saw the doctor. He said it’s just a normal reaction. There’s really nothing to do except get through it.”

Charlie nodded. “Then make sure you take good care of her.”

“I will.”

*

The evening’s gathering began with Gabriel and Sylvia’s happy news, and ended with Josiah and Amiee’s. By just before midnight, everyone headed home content.

Because it was so late, Gabriel and Sylvia went back to the nearby Willowbrook Plaza.

As soon as they stepped in, Sylvia wrapped her arms around Gabriel, cuddling into him like a kitten looking for affection.

Gabriel put his arm around her shoulders and asked softly, “Not feeling too good?”

He was well aware she’d had quite a bit to drink tonight.

Sylvia shook her head, eyes half-lidded and sparkling with the warmth of wine, her expression alluring as she leaned lazily against his shoulder.

The living room lights were off. Through the wide glass window, the early-morning lights of J City sparkled—brilliant and peaceful.

A gentle and intimate air lingered in the quiet night. Sylvia glanced up at Gabriel, her voice soft and tender, “Let’s dance.”

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