Chapter 177

Everett’s POV: Grandpa sighed softly and turned to leave. Eleanor and Alicia followed him out. The door closed, plunging the room into sudden silence. I looked intently at Scarlett, hesitating to speak. She seemed uncomfortable under my gaze. Clearing her throat, she asked, “Does your wound still hurt?” “Not anymore.” The truth was—it still hurt, but looking at Scarlett, I suddenly felt no pain at all. “Oh, then would you like some fruit?” She pointed to the fruit basket she had brought. “Shall I peel an apple for you?” “You’re pregnant… don’t strain yourself. Sit down.” I looked at her belly and frowned slightly. “How come there’s no sign of a bump?” She looked down at her belly, pressed her lips together, and said, “It’s just that the loose clothes hide it.” “So that’s how it is.” I chuckled softly. “I wonder who he’ll take after?” “You’re overthinking it.” She shot me a sideways glance. “I came here today mainly to talk about us.” I nodded. “Anything you want to discuss is fine, but