Bella's POV:
Time passed very quickly. Soon, I was three months pregnant. There was almost no strong pregnancy reaction.
I ate a lot during the meal as I was easily hungry. As a result, I became heavier and looked plumper.
That night, Miranda put down her phone, walked to me, and said, "Mrs. Wharton, Mr. Wharton said that he has something to deal with tonight and won't be back for dinner."
I couldn't help frowning.
In the past half month, he was very busy. He hardly came back for dinner at night, and it was almost early in the morning when he came back everyday. I vaguely felt that something was wrong, but I couldn't tell what exactly was wrong.
I didn't eat much for dinner. I didn't even finish a piece of steak.
In the bedroom, I watched a TV series while sitting in
