Chapter 135 SHE ISN\'T MY CURE

ANDREW POV:

Tessa, as expected, noticed my anger and as a good wife she starts to talk to calm me but I am not in the f**king mood to talk. Why am I being depressed about what would happen to her, that should not be my concern no?

But, you are going to make her pregnant, so she is your f**king responsibility, my subconsciousness snaps and I scowl inwardly.

We reached home in silence and as she didn’t have her dinner and neither had I eaten anything, I ordered pizza. This was supposed to be a happy feast night for us but nah all things turned into plain, suffocating silence.

“You can talk to me about anything, you know…” As I hug Tessa from behind, she holds my hand that is resting on her belly and then says melting my heart and making me sink further into guilt.

“Tessy, it’s nothing… Go to sleep…” I sniff her scent while pulling her closer to me and then murmur softly as I kiss her soft hairs. Soon she dozed off and so am I.

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“PUT YOUR HEAD ON MY SHOULDERS