Missing

Nine months later.

Styles had the best doctors surround Ivory. Her due date was in one week but he wasn't going to risk it.

He made sure the servants attended to her and provided her with everything she wanted. He didn't want to hear that she lifted a finger to do anything.

Ivory felt suffocated with the numerous strange faces around her but she couldn't do anything about it.

It was the only way her husband would leave her side and attend to matters of the empire.

“Your Highness, do you need anything else?" A servant asked after serving her the fruits. Ivory shook her head and proceeded to eat the fruits under their watchful eyes.

If she didn't know better, she would assume they were waiting for her to drop dead. But the opposite was the case.

“Your Highness, do you like the fruits? Should I get you more?” The girl asked and Ivory managed to shake her head. The irritation shooting through her veins threatened to make her snap and she couldn't afford to.

They didn't deserve it. The
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