Chapter 165

Scarlett I sank into the tub, naked, letting the warm water envelope my body. A satisfied sigh slipped past my lips—if not for the wandering hands that used scrubbing me as a thin excuse. Still, I didn’t stop him. Instead, I leaned back against his chest, resting the weight of my head and body on him as the water rose to my neck. “I don’t know why,” I said quietly, “but I feel anxious about our child. It feels like there’s something he isn’t telling us.” My voice remained calm, yet my heart was still pounding wildly, the unease from earlier refusing to fade. Was this what they called a mother’s instinct “Hm,” Lucien's hands wrapped around my waist securely as his chin was on top of my head. “Since you feel that way, do you want me to investigate it? That Agatha.” I paused. To be honest, I wanted to investigate her—especially that I can't deny I'm having this anxiousness to my kid and there's no way I could just let it slide. However, Agatha had been working for us for three years alrea