Chapitre 141: Angelica is in danger

At 10 p.m., Angelica couldn't sleep. Restless, she occasionally glanced at Charlie sitting next to her with his laptop on his lap.

"I'm hungry," she said.

Charlie smiled, glancing at Angelica's pouty expression. "Tell me what you want," he said.

"Um..." Angelica looked away, her thoughts shifting to food. "I want pizza and pineapple juice."

"No, you can't have pineapple... You know it's not good for our baby..."

"But I want it!"

Charlie sighed, turned to Angelica, and gently brushed her forehead, moving aside the bangs covering it.

"I'll get you anything you want, except pineapple, alcohol, seafood, and anything not suitable for pregnant women," he said. "Just think of another drink..."

"Coffee?" Angelica looked up at Charlie.

"Well, maybe not."

"Soft drink?"