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In the deep of the night, Ye Rou cradled her now visibly swollen belly, watching Mrs. Zhao come and go. After Mrs. Zhao settled, Ye Rou gazed upon the dimming lights in the courtyard; for some reason, she felt an unexplained sense of tranquility.
"She's back?"
"Yes, back, and it seems she's brought something with her. She doesn't look like she plans to come over here though."
Not coming over? That's probably for the best.
Relieved, Ye Rou thought to herself that truthfully, she didn't know how to face that person; although it wasn't her fault, it was always her who felt troubled.
Probably because of her weakness.
The two women went inside the house to talk and not long after, they put out the light; after all, pregnant ladies tire easily, and Mrs. Zhao lay down to sleep beside her.
