Ch. 271..280
Hearing this, Summer finally felt the tension in her chest loosen.
Fraser casually took the report from the doctor's hand and glanced over it briefly.
See? How could his genes possibly be weak?
Summer thanked the doctors, Thank you."
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After the doctors left, Summer suddenly realized that her hand was still tightly intertwined with Fraser's.
She tried pulling her hand back but couldn't break free.
When she raised her head, she found herself looking into the man's dark, swirling eyes.
Summer pursed her lips, explaining. "Earlier, I was just emotional... that's why I acted like that."
"Like what?"
Fraser curved his lips, deliberately teasing her. "You mean, the way you clung tightly to me?"
Embarrassment washed over her belatedly, making Summer's face grow warm. "I was just..."
Fraser raised an eyebrow, a faint smile playing on his lips as if waiting to see what she'd say next.
Seeing his expression, Summer lifted her chin stubbornly, deciding she might as well own it.
"Well, since I've already hugged you, what are you gonna do about it?"
Fraser's eyes darkened slightly as he said lazily, "What am I gonna do about it..."
He intentionally dragged out the last syllable, his voice turning playful the next second. "I'll hug you back."
As soon as he spoke, Fraser reached out, gripping Summer's waist firmly and pressing her into his embrace.
The two of them were closely pressed together once again.
Earlier, Summer's mind had been occupied with worries about the examination results and hadn't noticed anything else.
But now, her mind was clear.
She could distinctly feel the man's powerful presence surrounding her.
The heavy, steady thumping of his heart echoed against hers, pulling her heartbeat into rhythm
with his
Don't Cry Again
happens, I'll handle it for you."
Hearing this, Summer's eyes turned slightly red again.
She wasn't usually such a crybaby,
This time, it was her baby who wanted to cry.
Inside the Lamborghini.
Summer sat in the passenger seat and suddenly remembered something.
l'here did Lucas go?
She opened her phone and sent a message.
Lucas immediately replied on WeChat.
Lucas: "Sorry, something urgent came up, so I left earlier. How are the test results?"
Summer glanced at Fraser from the corner of her eye, then continued typing.
Summer: "Should be fine. Mr. Lucas, thank you for tonight."
Lucas: "Glad to hear that. Get some rest tonight."
Holding the steering wheel, Fraser glanced sideways at her phone screen briefly.
Hah, that guy.
"Was he the one who saved you tonight?"
Fraser's voice was deep, emotionless.
Summer raised her head from her phone and gave a soft "Mm."
Fraser narrowed his eyes slightly, tapping his long fingers lightly on the steering wheel. He casually said, "Introduce me to him someday?"
Summer grew wary. "W-what for?"
Fraser turned his gaze toward her, smirking faintly. "What do you think I'll do?" Summer pouted. "Isn't it obvious?"
Fraser stared at her intently, his dark eyes growing deeper as he slowly uttered each word, "Makes me want to hide you away."
Chapter 272
Coming Home
Under Fraser's deep, dangerous gaze, Summer's heartbeat missed a beat,
She turned her head away, staring straight ahead. "I want to go home."
Fraser slowly withdrew his gaze and casually asked, "Back to Ravenshire Boulevard?"
Summer blinked.
This man really took every chance he got.
She opened her mouth, about to say no-
But Fraser had already turned the steering wheel toward Ravenshire Boulevard.
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Leaning back in the driver's seat, Fraser lazily said, "You'll have another check-up a few days. You should stay until the results come out-so you don't start crying again."
Summer frowned. "Who cried?"
Fraser glanced sideways at her, amusement clearly in his indulgent tone. "Fine, fine, I'm the one who cried."
Summer knew she could never win against him, so she gave up arguing.
She thought for a moment.
On the day of the next examination, she really didn't want to be alone.
Then she remembered something.
"I don't have any extra clothes."
"Don't worry," Fraser said, lips curled up playfully. "If necessary, you can always wear mine."
Summer wrinkled her nose. "No thanks."
Seeing her cute expression, Fraser smiled softly and reached over to ruffle her hair. "Silly girl."
Half an hour later-
At Ravenshire Boulevard.
Stepping back into this place again, Summer's emotions became complicated.
The last time she'd come here was to pack up her things.
She'd thought she'd never return.
Coming Home
The box she'd thrown out last time was still sitting untouched by the door.
She turned toward Fraser. "Why is that stuff still here?"
She clearly remembered throwing it in the trash.
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Surprised by her sudden question, Fraser momentarily froze. He quickly looked away, voice awkward and arrogant. "Didn't you say those things were bought with my money? If I wanted to pick them back up, I could."
Watching Fraser's proud yet awkward expression, warmth quietly spread through Summer's heart, slowly rising to the surface.
"I'll go shower first."
As Summer walked toward the master bedroom, she hesitated, her gaze flickering between the master and guest rooms.
Behind her came Fraser's relaxed voice:
"You can sleep in the master bedroom tonight."
Only after hearing that did Summer slowly open the bedroom door.
She stepped inside and glanced around.
Their clothes still hung neatly side by side in the closet, intimate and orderly, as if she'd never left.
Summer moved to the vanity and paused when she saw the sapphire bracelet lying there.
She picked up the bracelet.
Each gemstone was carved with a unique pattern, still glittering beautifully under the light.
Summer lowered her eyes, emotions unreadable.
After a moment, she quietly placed the bracelet back down.
She chose conservative pajamas from the closet and entered the bathroom.
After quickly washing up, she came out to the living room and stopped at the kitchen door.
Fraser stood by the countertop, sleeves rolled up to reveal the taut muscles of his forearms, clearly cooking something.
Hearing her footsteps, Fraser glanced back briefly.
Then he carried a bowl of porridge out of the kitchen.
Coming Home
Smelling it, Summer realized she was actually hungry.
Holding the bowl, Fraser stirred the porridge gently with a spoon.
He pulled her closer and made her sit down.
Fraser sat beside her, scooped up some porridge, and brought it to her lips.
Summer felt a bit embarrassed. "I can feed myself."
She reached out to take the spoon, intending to eat on her own.
Fraser moved the spoon out of her reach, eyes dark yet carefree. "I want to feed you."
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Summer bit her lip and tried again, "Fraser, I'm not that fragile. Tonight was just an accident-I got emotional, but I'm fine now. You don't have to worry so much." Fraser let out a quiet sigh, his voice gentle but firm as he spoke slowly:
"Summer, when you're with me, you can be sad, you can laugh, you can throw tantrums- anything you want. I won't force you again. But when you're hurt, I just don't want you to pretend you're fine around me."
Summer's eyelashes trembled slightly at his words.
Looking at the spoon he offered again, she slowly opened her mouth and took a sip.
"How is it?"
"It's okay."
Fraser's lips curved into a playful smile. Just okay? The cook spent hours preparing it, and then I spent another half-hour fixing it up. Ms. Summer, your tastes have gotten picky."
Chapter 273
Late-Night Interruptions.
Summer shot him a glance. "Aren't all pregnant women like this?"
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Amusement filled Fraser's eyes as he gently coaxed her, "Alright, my pregnant lady-whatever
you say.
Fraser patiently fed her spoonful after spoonful, as if caring for a delicate pet, until the bowl was
empty.
Once finished, Summer stood up to go rest.
But as soon as she rose, she felt Fraser's hands gently holding her waist from behind.
Fraser pressed his cheek softly against her belly. "If this little brat keeps causing trouble, I'm giving it a spanking when it comes out."
Ever since getting pregnant, Summer had seen many pictures in parenting books.
Many dads-to-be liked pressing their ears against the mother's stomach, listening to their baby's heartbeat.
Fraser's sudden action caught Summer slightly off-guard.
At the hospital, it seemed like her abdominal pain had eased when he showed up.
Summer shook her head gently. "I'm okay now."
Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the night sky was clear and dark like polished obsidian, sprinkled with stars.
After a moment
Summer went to her bedroom to rest.
Hearing lazy footsteps behind her, she paused by the bedroom door and blocked
it slightly. "You said the bedroom was mine."
Fraser lowered his gaze, a teasing smile tugging at his lips. "My clothes are in there."
Summer pressed her lips together, then reluctantly stepped aside.
Fraser slowly entered the room, unbuttoning his shirt without hesitation as he walked.
The man's bare torso revealed firm, sculpted abs leading down into his black pants. His long legs beneath looked restrained yet dangerously alluring.
Summer quickly looked away. "Didn't you say you were just getting clothes?" Chapter 273 Late-Night Interruptions
Summer's face heated immediately. She should've known this man was sly! "I'll sleep next door, then."
But before she could leave, Fraser grabbed her slender wrist, pulling her effortlessly into his embrace.
Summer's face pressed firmly against his bare chest.
Fraser's strong arms encircled her waist tightly, pulling her even closer.
With their bodies pressed together so intimately, Summer could clearly feel the intense heat radiating from him, enveloped by his overwhelming masculine presence.
At first, Fraser just wanted to tease her.
But holding her soft, delicate body against his own awakened something he
hadn't felt in a long time-an unexpected surge of desire.
His dark eyes stared deeply at her-her delicate features, pretty nose, and slightly parted lips all carried a dangerously tempting charm.
Summer raised her eyes, her gaze landing on his sharp Adam's apple, then drifting upward to meet his eyes, dark and mesmerizing, pulling her into their depths like a whirlpool.
The temperature in the room began rising.
Summer's eyelashes fluttered lightly, and she whispered shakily, "Weren't you....going to shower?"
Fraser didn't move, his eyes locked on her with intoxicating intensity. "Mm."
Summer's heart quickened inexplicably. "Then go already."
Fraser reached up, tracing his fingers slowly along her jawline, then up to her cheek, gently pinching her delicate earlobe.
His eyes followed his fingertips inch by inch along her soft skin.
His slow movements made Summer tremble slightly.
She still had just enough sense left to pull back-
But Fraser lifted her effortlessly, placing her on the European table by the windows.
He parted her legs slightly, stepping between them.
Summer's breathing quickened as she felt the man's powerful presence surrounding her completely.
"Summer..." Fraser murmured. leaning closer.
Fraser pressed his lips gently against her earlobe, his hot breath caressing her
ear, teasing. "Not like what, hmm?"
His breath burned against her car, making her heart tremble.
Summer gave an unconvincing protest, "I don't want to..."
Fraser lightly bit her earlobe, tormenting her playfully. "But I do-I want you so much."
Summer closed her eyes tightly, biting her lip to stop the submissive moan from escaping her throat.
Fraser took her arms and wrapped them around his neck.
With her back pressed against the glass window and his fiery body in front of her, Summer's skin flushed, tingling uncontrollably.
Fraser's lips slowly moved from her ear toward her cheek, his breathing heavy with desire, ready to take the next step-
At that moment-
Ring, ring, ring...
The phone suddenly started ringing!
Fraser's brows furrowed tightly in frustration.
Summer opened her eyes at the sound, clarity slowly returning to her gaze. She pushed him. away, jumped down from the table, and went to answer the phone.