Three more weeks had passed by, and Roselyn reached the sixth month of pregnancy, her bump was definitely visible and so big that she couldn't stare at the tip of her feet when she bented her chin slightly.
Since then until the birth of the baby she was forced by the maids and by John to rest laying down the bed and eating balance meals.
John even hired a cooker and asked him to cook very satisfing yet healthy dishes, he wanted her and the baby to have the best health.
The windows of her house were barely covered by curtains to let the sun get in, huge cups of water on her bedside, one filled with tea another tea with tea and last one with water to make sure Roselyn had everything she needed to the side without having to move or to ask.
The maids walked in the room every since in a way to refill her cup of water and to make sure she was hydrated enough.
