Chapter 147. Regretting

Chris’s POV

I barely slept last night.

Sasha had gotten miscarriages more times than I could count. I really hoped this wasn’t one.

I had placed so much hope on my unborn child that it would kill me if he didn’t survive his mother’s carelessness.

Why would she be trying to beat up a maid when she was pregnant? She didn’t have the strength she used to!

And what had the maid done? She made her bathing water room temperature and not boiling hot like she wanted.

Wasn’t that considerate of the maid? But my Luna termed it disobedience. What was with her?

She was lucky she accidentally fell down the stairs while chasing the maid, and not through a window—that could have killed her… and my son!

I pushed thoughts of my Luna aside and worried about her brother. Edwin was feeling better already but still boiling to kill that kid.

Looks could really be deceiving. What exactly did that boy want from our part of the world?