Chapter 39. Baby? Honey? Cupcake?

Adele’s POV

I groaned as I checked the time for the umpteenth time this afternoon. Chris is yet to arrive back from the work that he is not supposed to be at in the first place.

It has been an hour!

A fucking whole hour and he still isn't back yet. My stomach rumbled and I groaned as I got up from the bed. I pushed my purse away in frustration before going downstairs. After finally getting down about twenty stairs, I kicked my heels off my feet before continuing with my walk.

I am dressed in a black and white striped gown that is very free underneath. I got into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. The bucket of vanilla ice cream that Chris had brought home with the groceries two days ago is still lying there, in the fridge.

I pulled it out before getting a ceramic bowl from the drawers. I served myself a portion that would be enough for me before returning the bucket to the refrigerator.

I walked out of the kitchen with the bowl of ice cream