Chapter 305

“Honey, my tummy’s aching again. Your little boy sure knows how to torment me.”

The man instantly grew concerned and began tenderly massaging the woman’s belly.

“Honey, don’t cry. Let me rub it for you, then I'll help you to the bench up front.”

The man tenderly kneaded the womans belly for a bit and then, with gentle support, guided her to the bench up ahead.

Upon watching this scene unfold, Millie’s thoughts tured to Rylie, who was also expecting. She seemed particularly unwell

yesterday. She wondered if Rylie’s condition had improved.

Since she was already not too far from the hospital, Millie decided to visit Rylie.

Arriving at the entrance of Rylie’s ward with a fruit basket in hand, Millie saw Rylie, with a hand on her waist, ambling slowly

around the room. Having been confined to bed for the entire day, Rylie needed to stretch her legs.

Millie knocked gently on the door. As Rylie turned to face her, she was initially taken aback. But then her surprise gave way to

delight.

“What brings you here? Come in!”

Rylie had been feeling low. No, since the calamity befell the Faulkner family, she had been quite miserable. All her erstwhile

good friends had proven to be fickle.

When the Faulkner family fell from grace, they distanced themselves faster than anyone. Earlier, they were eager to be her

child’s godmother, but now they were nowhere to be found.

Millie stepped inside, set the fruit on the table, and then turned her attention to Rylie’s swollen belly, asking with genuine

concern, “Are you feeling any better today?”

“It ached for a bit in the morning, but I’m alright now. You're too kind. You're here visiting, and you even brought a gift. Have you

eaten yet? If not, | can ask my caretaker to get you something.” Rylie was exceptionally warm. She even shifted a chair next to

the bed for Millie to sit on.

Millie instantly grabbed the chair from Rylie’s grasp, fearing she might stress her fetus.

“You needn’t move. | can handle it. I've already had my meal.”

After they seated themselves, Millie noticed Rylie looked significantly better today.

Perhaps due to the pregnancy, Rylie’s face was a tad fuller, but she was still classically beautiful.

“Have some water.” After settling in, Rylie offered Millie a glass of water.

Millie couldn't refuse her generous offer. After sipping some water, she looked up to find Rylie staring at her with wide eyes.

Millie placed the glass down and touched her face. Could it be dirty?

Just then, Rylie burst into laughter.

“You wouldn't know, but | attended Claudia’s birthday party that day, despite my big belly, solely to see you. But you were

enigmatic, wearing a mask, rendering my trip fruitless. | even stressed my baby; it was quite painful.”