“Are we moving to the village?” Hayle asked, looking at her husband who had just changed into more relaxed home clothes.
“Hmm,” the man murmured in response, a clear answer that Hayle understood.
She paused for a moment with a furrowed brow, her face full of questions. “Are you sure about this?” Hayle asked, looking at her husband, who was now moving towards her.
He climbed into the bed and slowly nestled under the blanket that both of them used.
“Yes, I’m sure,” Jaxter said, not taking Hayle’s question too seriously. His hand reached out and rested on Hayle’s still-flat stomach, bringing a sense of warmth to her. “How are you and the baby today?”
“I’m feeling fine today. Besides being a bit drowsy this morning, there’s nothing else. It seems like the baby understands my condition now
