The opulent hotel lobby shimmered with a golden glow, exuding a radiant brilliance from the Swarovski crystal chandeliers.
White marble dining tables were adorned with two sizzling golden-brown steaks, rich crimson date cakes, strawberry-dotted desserts, and French pineapple bread topped with caviar.
Seated at the table, a woman in a sleek black turtleneck sweater dress, her slender figure accentuated, appeared almost unreal. Her protruding belly, a telltale sign of pregnancy, seemed at odds with her elegant demeanor.
With a piece of steak skewered on her fork, she popped it into her mouth, savoring each bite with gusto, alternating with bites of pineapple bread. The sweet and salty flavors mingled on her palate, her contented expression as she closed her eyes to relish the taste.
Finally, she licked the oil stain from her lips with her delicate tongue.
Kelvin watched her every move, his expression dimming as he swallowed nervously.
In the past, her boorish eating habits would have irked him, feeling as though he failed to provide her with a satisfying meal, tarnishing his pride.
But now, his perspective had shifted significantly.
"Take your time, no one's competing with you," Kelvin reassured her, concern evident in his tone as he poured her a glass of water, offering it to her with a tender gaze.
Unperturbed, Cheyenne lowered her head slightly, her cherry-red lips touching the rim of the glass as she took a small sip, leaving behind a faint mark of lipstick.
Her petite mouth, so alluring, sparked a flurry of vivid memories in Kelvin's mind, making him blush with embarrassment as he forcefully redirected his attention.
He picked up the glass that had touched Cheyenne's lips, the lingering lipstick imprint drawing a sly smile from him as he deliberately drank the water, savoring every drop.
Sitting so close to her, how could he have made such a "unintentional" move without her notice? Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
But why did it matter? They had shared kisses, even tasting each other's saliva. What was a sip of water in comparison?
Having finished her pineapple bread, Cheyenne glanced at the half-eaten steak and noodles on her plate, feeling unable to consume more.
"Full already?" Kelvin recalled her hearty appetite, surprised that she felt full after only half a meal.
Nodding regretfully, she glanced at the remaining food and let out a satisfied belch. "Too greasy, couldn't finish it."
In the next instant, a warm hand rested on her belly, his fingers gently caressing her stomach through her clothes.
Feeling the faint heartbeat beneath his palm, he was filled with overwhelming joy and surprise, his masked face softening. "You're not full, don't starve yourself or the baby."
"He suddenly became so gentle, which Cheyenne wasn't used to. With her raised eyebrows, her proud and cold voice rang out. "Are you afraid that I'll go hungry, or are you afraid that your child will go hungry?"
She's... jealous?
Kelvin couldn't help but smile and pinched her cheek, quickly planting a tender kiss on her forehead. "Naturally, I worry about Cheyenne first, and then our child."
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