In the middle of the night, Alexander was startled awake.
"Mommy, what's wrong?" Sophie Smith was very uncomfortable, making faint noises like she was crying.
"I'm fine, Alexander, go back to sleep…" She weakly spoke, her voice intermittent, and Alexander could barely hear her clearly.
"Mommy, are you, are you sick?" Alexander climbed out of bed, turned on the light, and couldn't help but open his little mouth when he saw Sophie on the bed.
Her clothes and hair were drenched in sweat, she curled up her body, holding her belly with her hands, her facial expressions somewhat contorted.
"Mommy..." Alexander was at a loss, almost on the verge of crying.
"Alexander, don't panic, Mommy is fine, I just need a little rest, could you, could you help me get a glass of hot water?" As soon as Sophie finished speaking, Alexander immediately ran to the kitchen and quickly brought her a glass of hot water.
As if he suddenly remembered something, he burst into the living room.
