Chapter 863 One Pregnancy, Three Years of Foolishness
Except for Liam, the household servants, all respected and feared Oliver, not daring to speak much. Instead, they chatted and laughed privately with their mistress who had only been here for two years.
Natalie breathed a sigh of relief.
At night, while taking a bath, she couldn't help but look at herself in the mirror, looking straight, then sideways, straight again, then sideways repeatedly.
Oliver hadn't seen Natalie come out yet and was worried about her being alone in the bathroom.
As soon as he opened the door, he saw Natalie standing in front of the large full-length mirror.
Natalie's skin was as fair as snow, gentle and charming.
Oliver's pupils deepened suddenly, staring intently at the woman in the mirror, as if a deep storm was brewing in his eyes.
"How did you get in?" Natalie was surprised, subconsciously raising her hand to grab a towel to wrap herself up.
But before she could grab the towel, Oliver held her hand, deftly turned it back, and pulled Natalie into his arms.
Oliver's breath spread from her ear to her neck.
"What are you doing?" Natalie had a bad premonition and subconsciously protected her pregnant belly.
"What do you think?" Oliver teased.
Natalie turned her head and met Oliver's deep and turbulent eyes with hearts skipping a beat. The she confirmed her suspicions.
"Oliver, you're a beast, I'm, I'm pregnant!"
Oliver's gaze shifted down to Natalie's pregnant belly and warmly touched it with his hand.
At six months, the baby bump was already very prominent.
Natalie's bump was positioned lower, looking round and cute, Oliver had said more than once that such a bump clearly belonged to a little princess.
Natalie had already warned Oliver that if she had a son, she would lose interest.
"Okay," Oliver said softly, his voice filled with a different kind of temptation.
"What okay?"
Oliver leaned over and kissed Natalie, making her feel the curve of his lips.
He said, "During the mid-term of pregnancy, appropriate sexual activity is beneficial for childbirth."
Natalie was shocked, looking at Oliver, showing disbelief at the nonsense he was spouting.
Oliver remained calm, "If you don't believe me, you can call Rosy."
"Rosy is yours, don't think I don't know. You kept the pregnancy from me before, and Rosy was involved in that too." Natalie was wary, trying to pry his hand away, but his hand was as immovable as steel.
"What's with that look?"
Oliver clicked his tongue, saying seriously, "Isn't it said that one pregnancy makes you silly for three years? How come you're not acting silly?"
It was unclear whether he was praising or teasing her.
Natalie glared at him.
"Honey, calculate, it's been a long time since we've been intimate," Oliver said, holding Natalie's waist with one hand and supporting her pregnant belly with the other, "I'm doing this for your own good, don't you want a natural birth?"
Natalie was now practicing prenatal yoga for a better natural delivery because she was worried about scarring from a cesarean section.
Wanting to continue working, a model having a child had too many considerations.
"I..." Upon hearing about the benefits of natural birth, Natalie acted in a second, "No, what if it harms the baby?"
"It won't, I know what I'm doing," Oliver assured her.
Natalie looked at him skeptically.
This man's energy was truly vigorous, and his words were not to be trusted.
"Give me your phone," Natalie eyed Oliver suspiciously.
Oliver handed her his phone.
Natalie raised her chin in the direction of the door, "You go out first."
Oliver's expression questioned, seemingly saying” Go out for what?”
Natalie pushed him, "Just go out!"
After all, Natalie couldn't possibly stay in the bathroom all night.
Being very indulgent towards Natalie, especially towards the pregnant Natalie, Oliver agreed to leave.
Once Oliver left, Natalie picked up the phone and started searching: sexual activity during pregnancy.
[For a healthy mother, this is permissible. During this special period, the mother's blood flow speeds up, providing more oxygen and nutrients to the fetus. Additionally, the vibration of amniotic fluid slightly stimulates the fetus, promoting its development. It also produces oxytocin, which is beneficial for the fetus to move on time.]
When the mother is in a good mood, the baby will be too.
This is why the older generation often says that pregnant women shouldn't get angry or cry, as it might lead to a baby with a bad temper.
The bathroom door opened.
Oliver saw Natalie looking at him with a suspicious gaze, asking what was wrong, and took back his phone.
Natalie was very puzzled. Oliver was always busy at the company, how could he know so much?
Just as Natalie was lost in thought, she suddenly heard a pleased laugh from the man.
Oliver checked Natalie's search history, "Do you believe me now, Natalie?"
As he spoke, he shook the phone, revealing a smug expression on his usually composed face.
Natalie looked at him unhappily.
What was there to be smug about!
She glanced left and right, picked up a cushion from the sofa, and threw it at Oliver.
Oliver easily dodged it, and at the same time, he approached Natalie with agility, skillfully supporting her lower back and neck, preventing her from avoiding him while also not putting pressure on her belly.
His caressed Natalie's lower back gently.
"Natalie, can I exercise my husband's rights now?"
In the night, his voice was as seductive as a charm, "Don't worry, I'll take care of you!"
"Wait!" Natalie lay on the bed, suddenly shouting loudly.
"What's wrong?" Oliver asked nervously.
"The baby moved, did he sense something?" Natalie held her belly in fear, reaching out to push Oliver, "No, Oliver! I feel like you're putting garbage in my baby's head!"
"The baby doesn't understand anything," Oliver disagreed.
Natalie had a sudden realization and asked, "Are you really saying this about your daughter?"
The adorable little girl in his wife's belly was just like her mother! When Oliver thought about this, he felt at a loss for words. The next morning, when Oliver saw Natalie's pregnant belly, he still felt a lingering sense of resentment. “Oliver, what's with that look?"
Natalie protected her belly, feeling both angry and amused.
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