Simple tasks had turned arduous for Aselia. Even walking was difficult at times due to swollen feet and her ever-growing belly. She had never been so dependent on anyone as she was on Xiran those days. Even though she would refrain him from massaging her feet every night, he would still do it.
She would call him a thousand times and he was always there for her. Frila had offered to move in with them but Xiran didn't want her to give up her blooming career just to be their helper. Instead, he hired a housekeeper who would help them with cooking and cleaning and later could serve as a nanny for the kids. Her name was Salia.
"I look like a balloon," Aselia was standing in front of a mirror and observing herself. Even her breasts had enlarged and disfigured.
"You look flawless," Xiran pecked her neck from behind, his hands holding her enlarged belly as their eyes met in the mirror.
