Chapter 51

I blushed. “Which pregnant woman could be more important… really?” William smiled tenderly. “Life is precious—every single life is a miracle. That’s why we must cherish it.” “…I will,” I replied, resting my hand on my still-flat belly as I lowered my eyes to its gentle curve. “You, too, are a miracle,” William said, crouching down to give me a warm smile. I barely heard him; my gaze was fixed solely on my belly. William looked at me with adoring tenderness, his heart softening with every glance. Oh, how wonderful it would be if I were his—and if the child growing inside me were his too. “Knock, knock.” There was a knock at the door. William got up and called, “Come in.” The secretary stepped inside, her eyes filled with cautious curiosity as she surveyed the office. “If you have something to say, do it quickly,” William said, positioning himself between me and the visitor. “Uh, boss, this document needs your review,” she stammered, hurrying forward with a file clu