Chapter 500 Help
Those Eyes.
Lillian's heart skipped a beat, and the water cup slipped from her hand.
The cup hit the ground, shattering, and hot water splashed everywhere.
"Watch out!"
A man shouted, and before the boiling water could reach her, he was already by Lillian's side.
He quickly wrapped his arm around her, turned, and pulled her away.
"What happened?"
"Did you get burned?"
Seren rushed in, her voice overlapping with the man's concerned tone.
Seren quickly shielded Lillian, eyeing the man warily.
Lillian, now away from the man, felt weak and pale.
She looked up at him. He stepped back, lowered his head slightly, and frowned with surprise and concern.
Lillian noticed a scar near his right eye, and his eye shape was different from Jackson's. His gray-blue pupils suggested he was mixed race. The intense, familiar gaze she had seen seemed like an illusion.
Plus, in the moment of urgency, Seren spoke in English, while the man used the local language.
In crises, people usually blurted out their native language.
Lillian clutched her rapidly beating heart, slowly calming down.
She thought she might still be shaken by the news about Miracalia.
Lillian shook her head at Seren, "I'm fine, I just accidentally knocked over the cup. Luckily, this gentleman reacted quickly and pulled me away, so I didn't get burned."
She then looked at the man and gave a polite, grateful smile.
"Thank you for your help."
The man nodded, turned back to the fireplace, and squatted down to inspect it.
Seren went to get tools to clean the floor, and Lillian poured herself another cup of water.
She approached, bent, and set the cup on the table by the fireplace, readying to retreat when the man spoke up, "Is it hard being pregnant?"
Lillian was taken aback, feeling a strange sensation rise in her heart again.
She looked at the man, but his expression was calm, as if he had casually asked. He continued.
"My wife is also pregnant. For some reasons, I can't be by her side to take care of her, so..."
He shook his head helplessly, looking a bit downcast.
Lillian felt relieved upon hearing this, realizing his earlier urgency to assist her was likely due to memories of his wife.
Lillian gently stroked her belly, smiled softly, and said.
"Pregnancy is always hard for women, with the discomfort from physical changes and the emotional fluctuations from hormonal changes."
She looked up and smiled again, continuing.
"But having a baby and becoming a mother is also the happiest and strongest thing for a woman.
So pregnant women may seem fragile, but they are also the strongest. Mothers are not afraid of any hardship for their babies; as long as the baby grows up healthy, everything is worth it. I believe your wife is the same and will take good care of herself and the child."
Jackson looked up at Lillian, her hair gently swaying.
As she spoke, her hand gently stroked her belly, and her expression was peaceful and beautiful.
She seemed to be glowing.
She was right in front of him, unaware of how much he wanted to get up and hold her tightly.
To tell her about his longing and worries.
To tell her he wanted to stay by her side, take care of her, and look forward to Taylor's arrival together.
But he didn't dare. He had accidentally revealed a bit just now.
Her reaction was so intense that her face had turned pale.
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