Chapter 120

“Alright.” Clara Walton nodded. With Ethan Blackwood by her side, she headed back to the master bedroom. The bed inside was massive—easily enough for four people without feeling crowded. Nearby, the sheer curtains fluttered gently in the sea breeze, adding a touch of dreamy romance to the scene. Ethan was coaxing Clara to rest, and honestly, she really was exhausted. Sure, she’d napped a bit on the plane, but it was the kind of sleep that didn’t count—light and restless. And ever since she got pregnant, she’d been feeling sleepy all the time. The second her body hit the bed, drowsiness washed over her like a wave. Ethan quietly drew the curtains with the remote and adjusted the AC to the perfect temperature, settling down beside her. Because Clara was already in her second trimester, leg cramps were a common nuisance. Almost instantly, she felt warmth on her skin, followed by his hands kneading her calf with just the right pressure. Her whole body gradually relaxed. As she drifted off,