Chapter 45

As soon as she got hungry, the nausea kicked in. And once she felt queasy, she’d throw up. It was like a storm churning in her stomach—straight-up misery. “What now?” Ethan Blackwood frowned and pinned Clara Walton down on the bed. “You’re really hell-bent on giving me a hard time every single day, huh?” Clara blinked innocently at him, her tone perfectly clear: “Babe, I’m starving. More accurately, our baby is hungry. If I don’t eat soon, he might just send me straight to the ER.” Ethan: “…” One look at Clara’s annoyingly pitiful face, and Ethan came to terms with it— If you made Clara uncomfortable, she could return the favor tenfold without even blinking. He let out a sigh, frustration bubbling up again. “So now you're using the baby to boss me around?” “Yes, the power of motherhood,” Clara nodded, fully owning it. Ethan’s thin lips twitched—he was exasperated beyond words but ended up chuckling. “Oh, picking a fight with me now?” he asked bluntly. “Wouldn’t dare.” Clara shook her h