Chapter 186 How Can We Have a Baby
Giorgio asked standing under the spotlight. He was wearing a black suit and a white shirt, his handsome face showing no excessive emotions.
The soft yellow light illuminated him, and his deep eyes seemed to hold a hint of mystery. Anna wanted to say that, of course, it was a burden, but the maturity and danger exuded by this man warned her not to provoke his displeasure.
Just six more days, she could endure it. Taking a deep breath, she forced a smile and said, "No, it's my honor to share a bed with Mr. Vittorio. I'm just worried that I won't be able to donate blood to Katherine in time."
Only then did Giorgio withdraw his gaze and walked to the clothes rack. With his slender fingers, he unbuttoned his suit jacket and said,
"Come with me to the company tomorrow, and I will have a doctor come and draw blood," he said.
He was always like this, able to handle any situation with ease. His abilities and methods were admirable.
Anna resigned herself to the situation. "Alright." It's only six days anyway, she thought, just grit your teeth and get through it. She walked over and sat directly on the bed, ready to sleep.
Giorgio furrowed his eyebrows. "Aren't you going to take a shower?" He had a cleanliness fetish and didn't like getting into bed without being clean.
Anna replied, "I'm too tired and don't feel like washing up. If you think I'm dirty, then don't come near me."
Giorgio watched her lie down, pulling the blankets over herself without even taking off her coat.
His face became cold, and he pursed his lips. "Charlie will be here soon, and you're planning to sleep next to him like this?"
Oh right, Charlie was also to come. She could use Charlie as a safety line. Anna immediately uncovered herself from the blanket, feeling relieved. "I'll go take a shower."
Giorgio remained silent. She appeared quite cautious, as if she were worried about something happening to her. When Charlie discovered that his parents were in agreement, he cleverly deduced that Anna was involved. He didn't object and willingly took on the role of a matchmaker.
Upon arriving at the Vittorio mansion, he insisted on sleeping with mommy and daddy. The people at the Vittorio mansion knew that he couldn't sleep without Giorgio, so naturally they didn't dare to stop him. Viviana Vittorio stepped forward to mediate and was persuaded by Charlie's mysterious words.
At night, the three of them lay on a 1.8-meter-wide bed, mysteriously intimate. Anna lay flat, tense and rigid.
"Anna, look at me while you sleep. I want to watch you and fall asleep peacefully," Charlie's soft voice echoed.
Anna wanted to refuse, but the little brat held her hand affectionately, and she couldn't bring herself to refuse. That would only show how much she longed for it. She made a soft sound and turned her back, ignoring Giorgio across from her, and said gently, "It's late, go to sleep."
Charlie nodded and obediently closed his eyes to sleep. His finely carved face was so adorable. But just two seconds into his sleep, he opened his eyes again, with curiosity all over his face as he asked, "Daddy, Anna, many kids say that kissing can make you pregnant, is that true?"
It's the 21st century, and people still teach kids like this? Anna thought as she replied, "Of course not, kissing doesn't make you pregnant. Don't listen to what other kids say, base your knowledge on science."
"Oh. Then Anna, how can you get pregnant and have a baby?"
An interrogative sentence, the most innocent yet awkward one. How should she explain?
"Anna, why aren't you saying anything?" Charlie was curious and asked Giorgio, "Daddy, you tell me, how can you get pregnant and have a baby?"
Giorgio's gaze fell on Anna's small face. In the dim and hazy light, her cheeks were rosy, her eyes bright, and her fair face exuded the allure of a pure and enticing young girl.
He spoke with a hoarse voice, "You piqued the child's curiosity. Do you think it's enough to leave him hanging? Or do you want me to tell him about pregnancy?"
Regardless of who explains, it would still be awkward. I should have just said a kiss could lead to pregnancy.
Anna blushed and dared not look at Giorgio. She said to Charlie, "Charlie, this question is a bit complicated, not something you need to understand now. When you grow up, you will naturally come to know, and your teachers will also explain it in class. Anna is very tired today, so she's going to sleep. You should sleep soon too." Saying that, she yawned and closed her eyes to sleep.
Charlie responded with lack of enthusiasm, "Oh," but he didn't give up asking Giorgio, "Dad, does it mean that men and women shouldn't sleep together?"
This question wasn't difficult. Giorgio thought and smiled, "Hmm, it's best not to be too intimate with girls. Always maintain an appropriate distance and respect them."
Speaking so righteously, with such a serious demeanor, but does he actually practice what he preaches? Scumbag. Anna felt genuine contempt.
Giorgio didn't miss the sarcastic smile on her lips, his eyebrows furrowed slightly. He was simply teaching the child, what was she mocking?
Charlie cooperated, "Dad's right! We should maintain distance with girls. Anna and I, she's a girl, I shouldn't sleep next to her. I'll sleep outside, and you sleep in the middle, Dad." Saying that, he didn't wait for their reaction, flipped over and slept outside, squeezing Giorgio in.
In an instant, there was no distance or barrier between Anna and Giorgio. The distance had narrowed countless times.
Her face tightened. She knew Charlie was being too talkative tonight, but she didn't expect it to lead to this.
Giorgio also didn't anticipate this brat's move. Did he think that with this arrangement, he and Anna would sleep together? Too naïve.
He ignored it, turned on his side, and covered him with the blanket, "Sleep quickly, or I'll spank you if you keep making a fuss."
Charlie had achieved his goal, so, of course, he wouldn't be a third wheel anymore. "Goodnight, Dad, Anna." He then, quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep.
In no time, the sound of his steady breathing could be heard. Anna hadn't said anything to him, and he already fell asleep? She strongly suspected that this little brat was sent to tease her.
"What were you laughing about just now?" The man's voice sounded particularly magnetic and deep in the night.
Anna frowned. Did she laugh? Oh, she did!
Naturally, she didn't dare to admit it. She said, "Nothing, I didn't laugh. Maybe it was just a muscle twitch in the corner of my mouth. You must have mistaken it."
Did she think he was blind? Would he believe her?
But she didn't want to say, and he didn't intend to delve deeper. With a cold and indifferent tone, he said; "let's sleep," and he closed his eyes to rest.
The atmosphere at the moment didn't bring him any pressure. Anna lay beside him but felt constrained and awkward.
She could vaguely hear his breath and feel the slight rise and fall of his chest as he breathed. Moreover, the man had taken a refreshing bath earlier, and the pleasant odor of his clean body mixed with the fragrance of shower gel wafted into her nostrils, slowly permeating her lungs and mingling with her bloodstream, creating a tight and unsettling sensation.
She suddenly regretted not heeding Davide Carla's advice of staying in for the day. If she hadn't gone out, nothing would have happened, and she wouldn't be lying next to him, sharing the same bed. But then again, if she hadn't gone out, she wouldn't have discovered Colombo's surveillance, and they might have been exposed. Life, it seemed, had a natural bitterness to it.
Anna found herself tossing and turning, unable to sleep.
Giorgio next to her was either sleepless or had been woken by her movements. He shifted in the darkness, his exceptionally handsome and enigmatic eyes fixed on her: "How is it that, sharing the same bed with me is making you this restless? You seem restless and empty, making sleep elusive?
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