Chapter 417

Jason’s POV

I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. “No, you’re not fine! I’ve told you a hundred times not to be in the kitchen. You’re pregnant, for God’s sake! You can’t be doing this.”

But she just smiled at me, like she didn’t understand the weight of what I was saying. “I’m not helpless, Jason. I’m just making breakfast.”

I walked over to her, trying to calm myself down. “Layla, please. I’m serious. You can’t be doing this. The baby... what if something happens? You don’t know what could go wrong.”

Her expression softened, but there was still that stubbornness in her eyes. “I can handle it, Jason. I’m not fragile.”

I could feel the frustration rising in me, but I didn’t want to lose my temper. I was worried. So damn worried. But I didn’t know how to make her understand that. 

“I don’t care if you think you’re fine. You’re not. And I don’t want you in here anymore, okay?”

She sighed, shaking her head. “