Two weeks had passed since their last meeting with Graham, and Kate had been impatiently waiting for the good news.
Graham promised to make things easier for her, and though she didn't know what kind of help he could give, she was already impatient to file for divorce.
"Kitty, you don't need to cook for breakfast. Let's just order it," Henry said as he saw Kate prepare the ingredients for breakfast.
He was worried that Kate would push herself too much and harm their baby in the process.
"This is the fifth time you said that this week," Kate mentioned. "Don't worry, Henry. I'm pregnant, not dying. I won't die just because I cooked some light breakfast for us."
"But still…" Henry walked towards his woman and hugged her from behind. He kissed her earlobe and continued, "I just don't want anything bad happening to you and our baby."
