The Popular Darling Says She’s Pregnant with My Child - Chapter 29 .2

Seraphina could see Wen Shiyu’s clean, handsome face just by lowering her gaze. She felt her careful, gentle touch. Her pursed lips moved, and she finally spoke in a low voice.

“…You went surfing with Su Yan and didn’t even tell me.”

Wen Shiyu looked up, hesitated for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

“Was it her who insisted on dragging you along?” Seraphina pressed, her tone strongly suggesting she wanted to blame the whole thing on Su YanWen Shiyu felt it wasn’t good to push the responsibility onto Su Yan and could only admit in a small voice: “…I wanted to go too.”

Seraphina’s brows immediately furrowed. She wanted to say that she actually knew how to surf too; if she weren’t pregnant, she could have gone with her. But then she thought, why should she say that? Clearly, it was Wen Shiyu who should be courting her! Instead, she didn’t pursue her properly and went surfing with someone else. She was simply a big dummy.

“You’re not allowed to go anymore.”

At that moment, the numbers on the measuring tape were revealed. Seraphina’s waistline had indeed increased compared to the standard value. Wen Shiyu’s heart tightened, her worry deepening. Thus, she didn’t answer Seraphina but instinctively looked toward Dr. Frank.

Seeing that she still didn’t agree and looked absent-minded, Seraphina got even angrier. She turned her head away and ignored her.

…

Following that, Seraphina was also scheduled for a B-scan. After the examination ended, Wen Shiyu came out first and saw Su Yan and Xia Te waiting outside.

She couldn’t help but walk over and inform them of the results: “The doctor said that because the pregnancy hormone levels are abnormally high, it has caused obvious edema and hyperplasia in the intrauterine tissue… so the uterus has indeed enlarged.”

In other words, there were no signs of the condition improving at all. Su Yan and Xia Te looked at each other, both feeling worried for Seraphina. The more the phantom pregnancy developed, the harder it would be to accept when it vanished.

Xia Te took a deep breath: “The previous plan is canceled for now. We have to think of another way.”

Wen Shiyu didn’t feel good either, feeling it was her negligence; she had clearly promised the Cavendish family, yet she hadn’t done well at all. She nodded. Just as she was about to hear if there were any other ideas, Seraphina also came out of the examination room.

She happened to see Wen Shiyu, Su Yan, and Xia Te standing together, talking about something. Seraphina felt a bit strange. She intentionally cleared her throat, hoping to get Wen Shiyu’s attention.

But only Xia Te saw her come out and walked toward her. Wen Shiyu and Su Yan were still standing in place, maintaining a posture of close conversation.

Seraphina’s mood instantly hit rock bottom. Stupid Alpha.

All day long, Seraphina was secretly sulking. She no longer took the initiative to call for Wen Shiyu. What she didn’t know was that Wen Shiyu was also trying hard not to get too close to her anymore. So the two of them didn’t talk much.

When night came, Seraphina—perhaps because she was angry with Wen Shiyu—actually felt her stomach was a bit uncomfortable. And since she didn’t call for Wen Shiyu, Wen Shiyu actually didn’t seek her out. How could there be such a dummy in the world? If she behaved a bit better and was a bit more obedient, she might let her see the baby often in the future.

But now that she was like this… once the baby was born, she would kick Wen Shiyu out the door! Seraphina thought very heartlessly. She didn’t care if Wen Shiyu would be sad or not. It was all Wen Shiyu’s fault anyway.

But after thinking this, Seraphina immediately thought of those intimate moments with Wen Shiyu. The hugs, the kisses, the skin contact, even more… those details that made the heart race and brought a dizzying happiness. They were all her firsts…

Seraphina suddenly felt a sense of panic. Even though she was the one who decided she didn’t want to talk to Wen Shiyu, the thought of never seeing Wen Shiyu again made her chest tighten inexplicably, bringing a surge of bitterness and sadness.

The hormonal fluctuations of pregnancy made her emotions very easy to lose control; this sudden, massive wave of grievance and sadness instantly overwhelmed her.

At this time, Wen Shiyu was outside the door. She thought about how Seraphina hadn’t received much pheromone from her today and was somewhat worried. After hesitating outside the door for a long time, just as she didn’t know whether to knock, she actually heard Seraphina seem to let out a sob inside.

“??”

She immediately pushed the door open and walked in, finding Seraphina hugging her knees, her eyes indeed rimmed with red. She was startled and hurriedly walked over.

“Seraphina, what’s wrong? Are you uncomfortable somewhere? Is it very painful?”

Wen Shiyu was instantly filled with self-reproach. Although Seraphina needed to wake up from the phantom pregnancy, simply distancing herself from Seraphina was indeed not working. Just by not paying attention for a moment, Seraphina had already become this distressed. This was truly too difficult.

She couldn’t stand to see Seraphina in too much pain. But she also couldn’t just keep being close to her; that would only make her phantom pregnancy more severe. Perhaps the only way was to make Seraphina dislike her, so that being close to her would make Seraphina feel nauseous. That way, she would wake up quickly, right?

Seraphina hadn’t expected Wen Shiyu to suddenly come in. Thinking about how she had just let out an embarrassing wail, she immediately covered her mouth, her face flushed. But seeing Wen Shiyu so concerned about her made her heart feel a bit settled.

Seraphina still asked a question that she herself felt was a bit unreasonable: “I’m asking you… is surfing with Su Yan more important, or am I?”

“Huh?” Wen Shiyu was stunned for a moment, then replied, “Of course you are more important.”

“Then I told you not to go anymore, why did you ignore me?” As Seraphina spoke, she felt aggrieved again.

Wen Shiyu was completely bewildered. “Did you say that? I’m sorry. I was recording your waist measurement at the time and didn’t hear it. I… I was wrong. I won’t go anymore.”

Looking at Wen Shiyu’s helpless, nervous face—how she apologized first even without fully understanding—the gloom in Seraphina’s heart strangely dissipated, and she even couldn’t help but break into a smile through her tears.

“Why did you come to see me?”

“I,” Wen Shiyu didn’t know how to say it, “I was afraid you needed my pheromones.”

“Humph.”

Who was the one who needed pheromones? Seraphina thought matter-of-factly. Wen Shiyu really did miss her, didn’t she? If she ignored her in the future, Wen Shiyu would surely be sad to death. Seraphina’s mood thus instantly turned from cloudy to sunny.

She glanced at Wen Shiyu, who was half-kneeling beside her. Then she curled her lips into a smile, turned slightly, reached out to brush her long golden hair falling over her shoulder to the other side, and spoke with a natural air of spoiled daintiness.

“My waist is a bit sore… help me massage it.”

Huh? Wen Shiyu had no choice but to sit down beside her. With the pressure of her hands, Seraphina gradually narrowed her eyes comfortably, a very light sigh escaping her throat, like a cat being properly groomed.

After a while, she pursed her lips and, somewhat unsatisfied, raised those eyes that seemed soaked in watery light. “Wen Shiyu… have I gotten a lot fatter?”

“No,” Wen Shiyu replied instinctively.

“But I feel… my legs seem to have gotten a bit thicker too.” As Seraphina spoke, she actually turned her body slightly, her fingers lightly lifting a corner of her skirt as she adjusted her posture. “Is it… not pretty anymore?”

Wen Shiyu swallowed. “…How could that be possible?”

With Seraphina’s display—whether intentional or not—that familiar, warm, sweet peach scent began to drift through the air again in threads, lingering around Wen Shiyu’s nose.

Seeing her expression, Seraphina’s face turned red too, and she curled her lips in a bit of triumph. Pushing her luck, she murmured in a small voice: “…Help me massage them.”

Wen Shiyu’s ears turned red as she resignedly reached out. It wasn’t long before Seraphina curled her fingers, secretly clutching the bedsheets, and called her name with a heavy nasal tone:

“Wen Shiyu…”

“Yeah?”

“…My bu… buttocks are a bit sore too…”

Wen Shiyu: “…”

…

Over the next few days, Seraphina became increasingly fond of ordering Wen Shiyu around. Sometimes it was for things that weren’t even necessary. For example, when looking at her phone, she insisted that Wen Shiyu hold the screen for her. When lying on the sofa reading, she wanted Wen Shiyu to hold the book and turn the pages. When watching TV, even though the remote was right by her hand, she wanted Wen Shiyu to change the channels for her…

Otherwise, she would suddenly think of some insignificant little thing and make Wen Shiyu run off to find it. Every time Wen Shiyu did so obediently, Seraphina would curl her lips. The way she acted was exactly like intentionally throwing a ball out and then watching with satisfaction as her own little dog obediently brought it back in its mouth.

In the whole affair, only Wen Shiyu was becoming increasingly puzzled. It was just that for these small matters, Wen Shiyu didn’t find them annoying, so she never refused. Instead, it was Su Yan and Xia Te, watching from the side, whose expressions were often beyond words.

Please, how were the two of them almost inseparable, like conjoined twins?