Reborn as the Sweetheart of a Paranoid Boss

Chapter 749: Calming My Wife

But when she faced Sterling Norwood at this moment, she remained calm.

She also learned to retort, "Aren’t you Sterling Norwood?"

Sterling raised his eyebrows slightly, a faint glimmer flashed in his eyes, "I am."

Selena Kensington immediately laughed.

"Then why be afraid?"

Her response was frank, and her expression showed no evasion.

Sterling stared at her for a while before finally turning his gaze away slowly.

"Alright, I promise you."

His voice was gentle and teasing, with a hint of nonchalance.

But Selena knew that when he said this, his eyes were focused and sincere.

After saying those words, Sterling tucked Selena in again, "Go to sleep."

This time, Selena didn’t speak again, and under Sterling’s gaze, she slowly closed her eyes.

Perhaps Selena’s energy hadn’t fully recovered; after eating some food, she felt her body was very relaxed.

Soon, she fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing her fall asleep so quickly, Sterling gave her a deep look, then quietly left the bedroom.

*

Selena thought that her previous aversion to the bowl of herbal soup was just because she hadn’t fully recovered from the second wave of symptoms.

But in the following days, Selena couldn’t even drink those herbal soups, just the smell made her want to vomit.

It was as if the morning sickness had come back again.

And as days passed, besides reacting to the specially brewed soups, Selena also started to feel uncomfortable with the supplements she usually ate.

"Cough... take it away..."

Seeing the food in front of her, Selena felt her stomach react again.

She suddenly backed away, waving her hand in front of her nose, trying to disperse the offending smell.

Sterling’s face darkened at Selena’s reaction.

Because of Selena’s excessive reactions these days, even the kitchen staff didn’t know what to prepare for her, and they had to experiment one by one to see what Selena could eat.

Some things Selena could barely eat, but she was still averse to many others.

With such a fuss, Selena, who was slowly recovering her previously over-exerted energy, instead started to gradually lose weight.

Now, the softness on Selena’s face had thinned down.

Selena waved her hand for a while, feeling the air was rid of the food smell, she slowly walked over.

Sterling took the opportunity to pull her into his arms.

He rested his head on Selena’s shoulder, his voice muffled, "You haven’t eaten properly for two days..."

Selena panted slightly for a while, seeing Sterling’s increasingly dangerous look, she didn’t care about anything else and quickly said, "Stop! Don’t overthink!"

She had a bit of a harsh tone when she said this, but after finishing her statement, her voice softened again, "I’m a bit tired, take me over to the sofa to sit for a while."

Hearing this, Sterling pursed his lips, suppressing the irritability in his eyes and led Selena to the sofa to sit down.

Once seated, Selena blinked and said to Sterling, "I want to eat pudding..."

Seeing that Selena had finally expressed a desire for something, how could Sterling not fulfill her wish?

So he patted Selena’s head, "Wait here for me."

Then he personally went to get the pudding for Selena.

Selena watched Sterling’s figure as he left the living room.

Only after he completely left the room did she slowly retract her gaze.

Relaxing back into the sofa, she knew that she had lost quite a bit of weight during this period.

But as she endured the suffering, Sterling wasn’t having a much better time either.

Selena could clearly feel Sterling’s increasingly agitated mood, sometimes even unable to hide his resentment toward the little ones in her belly in front of her.

There were times Selena would wake up in the middle of the night and see Sterling staring at her belly.

At that moment, Selena was startled but kept her composure.

She acted as if nothing had happened, nuzzling into Sterling’s embrace to continue sleeping.

As this happened more frequently, Selena couldn’t help but recall everything she had seen in her dreams before.

She knew it was just her imagination, but because those dreams were so real, she sometimes couldn’t distinguish between reality and illusion.

After pondering for a while, Sterling came back with a plate of pudding.

Seeing there was only one plate, Selena’s eyes widened slightly, expressing her disappointment, "Why only one plate..."

Sterling came over and handed the plate of pudding to her.

Seeing Selena’s displeased pout, he coaxed, "You can have more tomorrow."

Selena, hearing that she could have more tomorrow, didn’t fuss about having just this small plate today.

After all, Sterling had previously strictly controlled her dessert tea time, sometimes not allowing her to indulge her sweet tooth.

Selena quickly finished the plate of pudding.

She placed the plate on the table, and seeing Sterling’s actions, she quickly asked, "Where are you going?"

Sterling paused, and dutifully turned around to answer her question, "The Imperial Building."

Hearing Sterling’s words, a hint of suspicion flashed in Selena’s eyes.

Is Sterling leaving the house more frequently?

Before, even for work, he mostly dealt with matters in the study at the main residence.

Especially since Selena got pregnant, Sterling rarely went to The Imperial Building.

But recently, Selena felt that Sterling seemed to be going out more often.

"What for?"

"Don’t you think you’ve been leaving a bit too much lately?"

Selena spoke with a slightly stern tone, with a hint of naive fierceness.

And with that tone, like a wife checking up on her husband.

She continued, "Are you taking advantage of my pregnancy..."

Seeing Selena’s wild imagination getting more and more absurd, Sterling interrupted her with a bit of helplessness, "No, don’t overthink."

Seeing this, Selena got up from the sofa.

"Slow down."

Seeing her somewhat hasty movements, Sterling couldn’t help but caution her, fearing she might slip even on flat ground.

Who would have thought that after Selena leaped into his arms, she looked up at him in disbelief, "Did you just scold me?!"

"..."

Sterling immediately realized that his wife was starting one of her groundless tantrums again.

In such situations, Sterling always went along with Selena to make her happy.

During Selena’s pregnancy, if Sterling was adept at anything, it was soothing his wife.

"No, how could I scold you?"

By now, he could speak gently without careful deliberation.

Sterling had long been adept at appeasing Selena.