Two days later, Irene and Aldrey were inside their room after Irene took a walk in the garden. Aldrey held his wife's hand softly as he guided her toward the balcony, where one of the Irene's favourite resting spot was. From there, she could see the clear sky and the distant scenery from the high ground.
In the third trimester of her pregnancy, she did not know why, but she liked to sit in that spot and look at the clear sky.
"Don't you want to stay inside? With your due date getting closer, the cold outside is not good for you," Aldrey said with worry.
Irene smiled. "Why are you so worried? There will be no problem, and I think our baby also likes…" But before she could finish her words, she suddenly felt something from her stomach. She frowned before her expression tightened in pain.
"Ah." She let out a soft moan as she touched her belly.
Seeing this, Aldrey widened his eyes and quickly steadied her so she would not collapse.
"Dear?!"
