Chương 223: His Real Self

Twenty minutes later, the tub was full and Will went to the nearest convenience store—no, she needed to call it a corner shop—to get what Hazel requested. She sank into the blissfully hot water and a pleased sigh escaped her.

Rubbing her stomach, she spoke to her son in her best accent attempt. "Ah, Henry. Mummy isn't cut out for this. But at least I called myself Mummy instead of Mommy this time. I'm learning. Maybe I really will be ready by the time you come out."

She let the hot water seep into her bones. It helped with everything but the swollen feet. That would need a massage to help her feel better afterward.

Will really was too good. Too kind, too patient, too willing to do anything she asked for.

He had already done so many things to help her as she became increasingly more uncomfortable carrying Henry. His usual doting had gone up at least five notches. She would get spoiled if he kept on like this.