Lie To Me

Chapter 63: 62

"Why?" My husband asked me.

I was watching him as he prepares for work.

I shook my head. "I was just watching you," I answered.

I think I have created a new habit, and it is watching my husband's every move. I don't know, I just love

watching him; seeing each expression he make.

He smirked and walked to me-I was still in our bed-and kissed the top of my head.

"Do you want me to stay instead?" He asked.

I was tempted to say yes but I know he has to go to work. He had skipped a lot of working days just to

accompany me and asking him to skip again would caused him a bad record at the company.

I don't want to stain his clean record.

I shook my head again. "You need to go to work," I said.

"But you need me here too," he said, brushing my hair. Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

"I will be fine."

"You sure?" He asked, caring my right cheek now using his thumb.

I nodded. "Yup. Don't worry about us," I answered, rubbing my stomach.

Elijah smiled and kissed my forehead. "Don't eat junk food please?" He said and I automatically

frowned.

He really knew what's going on my head.

I was planning to eat some potato chips!

"Can I at least order some pizza?" I asked, pouting this time, trying to convince him using my puppy

look.

"Please?" I persuaded more.

He sighed and nodded. "Alright. But I will be the one ordering it. I want to make sure that you won't

exceed on your diet," he said.

I rolled my eyes. "You're being mean to me, you know?" I said.

He laughed and kissed me on the lips. "I love you, mommy." He said.

Still I glared on him.

Elijah cupped my face and kissed me on the lips. "I just don't want you to have a hard time giving birth,

baby. Promise, after you deliver our son, I will let you eat everything you want," he said.

"I will get fat if you let me," I said.

"I don't care. I will love you more each day still," he said and kissed me again.

I smiled. "I love you," I said, kissing him back.

We kissed for like, some minutes until I had to push him to go to work because he seems changing his

mind on going.

I stayed in bed for another two hours when he left and won't get up if only I didn't feel hungry.

In the kitchen, I found a prepared breakfast for me. My husband never failed to cook before he leaves.

There were some eggs and bacon on the table, a friend rice to. And there were a note telling me to

drink my milk and vitamins.

I did what Elijah asked me to do and after breakfast, I went to our living room and watch some series

on Netflix.

When lunch time came, a delivery food came. My husband ordered for my lunch and as expected, it

was a 'healthy' meal.

There were meat and vegetables, a cup of rice and some fruits as desert.

He also called just to make sure I will eat the food he ordered for me.

"Where's my pizza?" I asked after answering his call.

I heard him laughing from the other line. "I will make it delivered later this afternoon, baby." He

answered.

I rolled my eyes. "I was expecting it to come before lunch. I was disappointed," I said.

He laughed again. "I'm sorry, baby. I will ordered it now, but first, eat your lunch." He said.

"I finished it already," I said.

"Hmm? Did you eat it all?" He asked, suspiciously.

I nodded. "I did. Though, I don't like the taste of the vegetables."

"That's your favorite," he said.

I pouted. "But you didn't cook it. I only liked it because you were the cook," I said.

"So, you were laying when you said that's your favorite?" He asked.

I shook my head. "No! It's just that, I like your cooking than other's." I said.

"Hmm..."

"Stop being mean to me. You're making me cry," I said, starting to sob.

Immediately, I heard him panicking from the other line. He was saying sorry and he didn't mean to

upset me, but it was already late. My tears were already pouring and my sobs were loud, giving me a

hard time on breathing.

So, in the end, he had to go home early to attend to me. He was so worried that when he came home,

he kneeled in front of me and kept on sayings sorry while raining kisses on my whole face.