Military Hospital.
Charlotte had been quite restless until midnight last night, and then she snuck back into the hospital room at 3 a.m. She slept until noon.
Ricky was already in the ward guarding her, and when he saw her wake up, he asked anxiously, "Miss, how are you doing? I'm sorry I couldn't hold back yesterday ... I'm sorry. How are you feeling now?"
His eyes shifted to the belly of Charlotte.
After all, Charlotte was hospitalized and recuperating to keep the baby. Last night they met privately and talked about it, but eventually both of them lost control and comforted each other a bit.
"It's okay for now, I don't feel any discomfort. Next time you go a little lighter. Look at the rush you're in."
Charlotte sat up and gently rubbed her belly.
Damn, Thomas's kid was really tough as nails, and nothing happened after all that tossing and turning last night.
"Good. I will refrain. As long as you're satisfied."
Ricky looked at her ambiguously. Last night it was actually she who kept yelling at him to push harder.
"Nasty."
Charlotte pouted and glared at him, "The hospital's pills are really effective. Unfortunately, after all that tossing and turning last night, I'm afraid I'll have to lie down for a few more days to avoid an accident."
She had to round up the lies for herself.
After all, Ricky thought she was really having a hard time and that's why she didn't even go to the Capital for Rodney's funeral and stayed in the military hospital.
After they met yesterday, they had a moment of passion and both of them couldn't hold back. If she said she had nothing at all, she was afraid Ricky would get suspicious.
"It's been hard work. It's all my fault."
Ricky slipped his hand under the covers and gently squeezed her thigh, "I brought you the breakfast you love. Unfortunately, it's noon now. What do you want for lunch, I'll go get it for you right away."
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