Shot

Seven months later, Elsa was heavily pregnant and barely able to move around. The Delamontes pampered her to no end. They didn't want her to lift a finger to touch anything.

Elizabeth was the worst. She treated Elsa like a baby and spoiled her with gifts. It made Elsa overly emotional because her own family didn't care that much about her.

Zade was an amazing husband too. He made to spend quality time with her. He didn't mind calling off his meetings just to be with her.

The grandfather made sure to call her regularly and visit once in two weeks. She understood he didn't want to appear clingy but she loved it.

It was rare for a man like Zachary to show affection.

“Honey,” Zade called from upstairs. “Where did you put my T-shirts?”

“T-shirts? You have T-shirts?” Elsa asked and a head popped over the banister.

“I beg your pardon?”

“I didn't like them so I trashed it,” she shrugged.

“What?” He blurted and she turned to him.

“Are you yelling at me?” She asked.

“No… no… of course n
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