Chapter 985

"Still, it'll be interesting!" Lisa, too, was now intrigued. Two hands, one adult-sized and one small, reached for Lily's tummy. Lily sat speechless, unable to easily evade them. Just then, her phone rang—a perfect escape.

"I need to take this," she said. Lisa and Nick looked disappointed; they hadn't been able to feel the baby.

The caller was Alexander. He inquired about Lily's well-being and rest. "Do you have guests?" he asked. Since Lily's pregnancy, Alexander had tightened home security and strictly controlled access. He knew of any visitors.

"Yes, Lisa's here, and she brought lots of gifts," Lily replied, glancing at Lisa.

While Lisa relaxed, enjoying the fruit, Nick sat rigidly, still tense. He was a sweet boy, and Lily was glad she'd been able to help him. His mother, however…

"Is there a boy as well?" Alexander asked.

"Yes, the boy I met in Westwood. I think you've seen him. He's Mr. Corden's son," Lily explained.

"Right, Mike's in Sapphine City too. Anyway, I'll be back for dinner," Alexander said.

Lily wanted to tell him not to rush, but he'd already hung up. He'd been overwhelmed lately, and Lily sensed he was withholding something. Alexander always prioritized her; if he chose not to tell her, she knew it was best she didn't know.

Heather moved into the Russell Estate, her room already prepared. It was spacious, and the amenities suggested a comfortable stay. Ralph was by her side. "Heather," he smiled, "if you're unhappy with anything, please tell me, and I'll have it changed."

"No, it's fine," she replied. She wasn't materialistic, and besides, she didn't intend to stay long.

Heather placed her luggage on the table and sat on the bed, testing its firmness—satisfied it was just right. A spine problem made overly soft mattresses uncomfortable.

Beyond that, she was indifferent.

"I'm glad you like it. I was worried you weren't satisfied!" Ralph sat beside her, continuing cheerfully, "Heather, I didn't expect you to move in so soon! I'm so happy you're here! Don't worry, I'll ensure our wedding goes as planned."

He leaned closer. Heather instinctively moved away, looking at him cautiously.

"What do you think you're doing?"

Ralph, surprised by her reaction, stammered, "I… I just wanted to be closer. Don't you like it?"

"I'm warning you, Ralph," she glared, her voice cold. "I moved in to adjust to married life. If you try anything, don't be surprised if I hurt you!"