Chapter 191

Expressionless, she set the phone down and gently leaned against the bedside, supporting her tired body and mind. Even though she felt exhausted, she couldn't fall asleep.

Winnie looked numbly at him, listening to his uneven breathing.

Somehow, Lawrence's large hand reached out to touch her belly.

Perhaps it was just a natural instinct in his sleep....

Winnie was stunned for a moment, looking at his gentle face under the soft light, her heart softened as well.

Perhaps only when he slept and dreamed, he would temporarily let go of his hatred towards her and remember that he had a child.

But when he was awake, he didn't want this child anymore.

Her eyes welled up slightly, unable to resist, she reached out and touched the man's hair, her movements gentle and cautious, "Lawrence, I can't see through your heart, I don't know what you're thinking... is it hate or love? The way you sleep like this gives me a glimmer of hope..."

As she spoke, she grew tired and her soft body fell down.

Lawrence woke up from a sweet dream, accompanied by the woman's breath and tenderness, making him feel familiar.

He slept surprisingly well last night. As he opened his eyes, he saw that he was actually nestled in Winnie's embrace.

His face was against her belly, and he could hear the movements of the baby inside.

Suddenly, the woman stirred slightly.

Winnie woke up slightly, raised her head, and saw a pair of eyes staring at her, not knowing what he was thinking.

The air grew somewhat tense, and Winnie saw the faint line of the man's waist. She blushed with shyness.

"Do you find me more pleasing than Rock?"

Winnie felt as if she had been abruptly awakened by cold water. No longer wanting to speak to him, Winnie quickly put on her clothes.

"What's the rush?" Lawrence flicked off some ash from his cigarette, reaching out to hold her.

"What are you doing? Let go of me..." Winnie tried to resist warily, but Lawrence just sighed and began massaging her shoulders and calves.

"Pregnant women's legs tend to swell. You need to rest," he said, covering her with a blanket.

His massage was very comfortable, and Winnie gradually fell asleep again. When she woke up, she smelled the strong aroma of bread. Lawrence brought a tray to the bed, with fresh bread, milk, and eggs.

"There aren't many ingredients in the apartment. I had the servant buy these," he said softly, with a cold expression but gentle actions.

Winnie ate her breakfast voraciously.

Bryan quietly walked in and saw Mr. Rodriguez standing there, staring at Winnie.

"You're here." Lawrence noticed Bryan's figure and quickly concealed all emotions.

He no longer looked at the woman in the bedroom, "What's the matter?"

Seeing the incoming call, he walked to the window and answered, "Darcy, good morning."

Winnie heard his gentle voice as she brought the breakfast out. It was a stark contrast to his indifference towards her. She told herself not to look, but couldn't help but glance at his profile.

There was a gentle curve at the corner of the man's mouth as he asked with concern, "Did you sleep well last night?"

"... Did you wake up in pain again? Sorry, I... had something come up last night so I didn't come back."

Winnie saw a trace of guilt in his eyes. She forced a bitter smile and stared at the eggs.

"Do you need to get an IV today? Then I'll make time to come and see you. Want to make breakfast for me? ... I know you're a great cook, and I'd love to try your food sometime," he reassured the woman on the other end.

Winnie trembled uncontrollably.

This felt so much like a man lying to his wife, while she resembled a mistress he had used and discarded.

He was getting engaged to Darcy, planning to divorce her, and he had asked Winnie to trade her body for Lena.

In his heart, she had already been relegated to a shameful position.