Love in Twilight

Chapter 245

Chapter 245 You’re That Concerned for These Babies?

Damien kept holding the medicine. And Clarissa stared at it dazedly the entire time. “Would I pull such

a lowly trick if I wanted to do something to you?” he asked her. She suddenly felt a little embarrassed

that he had seen right through her.

If he wasn’t up to something and had personally prepared the medicine for her, it was only right for her

to thank him.

“Thank you.” Clarissa heaved a sigh of relief and drank the medicine.

Damien watched her until she was done.

“Go to sleep.” He took the bowl from her and turned off the lights. She heard him head into the kitchen,

then go back to his room. Only then did she allow herself to fall asleep. Perhaps Dr. Doyle had included

something in the medicine to help her fall asleep. When she woke up, she felt much better. The first

thing Clarissa did was feel her stomach. Nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary. Then, she sent the

photos of the prescription to Bethany and asked her to check whether there was anything wrong with it.

Bethany didn’t reply to her. Perhaps she was busy with work, or perhaps she had gone to ask another

naturopathic doctor.

After all, she was a gynecologist. She probably didn’t know much about naturopathy. Clarissa sat down

at the dining table, her phone in hand.

Damien hadn’t gone to work. He was seated at the dining table as well, and he looked like he had just

woken up. The moment Clarissa sat down, he placed a hand on her forehead.

It was warm, and she felt her body tingle at his touch.

“You’re not burning up anymore.” He sounded more like he was mumbling to himself.

“Yeah.”

“Did you manage to sweat after taking the medicine last night?” Damien asked

as he ate a croissant. “Yeah, I’m almost completely back to normal.” Though Clarissa didn’t have a

fever anymore, she felt weak and out of strength. Her hands were even trembling as she picked up a

croissant. At this moment, Damien placed a croissant onto her plate. She was a little dazed. A wave of

warmth washed over her, but then she remembered how Theresa’s death, Luke’s current predicament,

and Emily’s baby were all caused by him.

“Where’s Mrs. Faber?” she asked.

“She went out to get your herbal medicine.” Clarissa ate her croissant and drank some oats. Her phone

chimed a few times, but she didn’t seem to realize it. She was deep in thought. Damien glanced at it Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

and saw the WhatsApp message that had popped up on the screen. Bethany: (Clarissa, I asked the

naturopathic doctors at our hospital and they told me that these herbal medicines are meant to cure

colds. Also, the doctor who prescribed these was very careful not to include anything that would harm a

pregnant woman. You don’t need to worry about it.]

Clarissa was suddenly pulled out of her reverie at the thought of Bethany replying to her.

When she returned to her senses and checked her phone, she noticed that Damien had already seen

the message.

The notification on her phone didn’t show the full message, but with Damien’s brains, he could

definitely guess what it was about.

She looked extremely awkward.

“If you keep suspecting me like this, you’d better watch out, or I’ll really get rid of your babies!” Damien

said harshly.

This made Clarissa tremble.

It looked like he could read her like an open book.

Every second she had to be with him, she felt anxious and nervous. She considered telling him the

truth numerous times so that she could relax, but she was reluctant to do so when she recalled

Theresa’s death.

At this moment, Mrs. Faber returned and broke the tense atmosphere. “Madam, I’m going to prepare

your medicine.” She headed into the kitchen cheerily. Clarissa felt that she was going to go stir-crazy if

she were to be cooped up at home all day. With Damien around all the time, she couldn’t help

remaining vigilant at all times. This wouldn’t be good for her babies. She wanted to go out for a walk,

but she was also afraid there would be a repeat of what had happened with Nicole. Things would take

a nasty turn if something were to happen to her and her babies, and she valued her life. After all, she

was having twins, and her belly was much bigger than the average pregnant woman’s.

“Can you give me a car and a chauffeur?” After some thought, Clarissa finally requested this of

Damien. “You want to go out?” Damien asked. “Not just for today, but also for the future. I can’t stay up

here twenty-four hours a day, can I? I need to go to work, too,” she said. He appraised her. His gaze

landed on her belly, and he said slowly, “You’re that concerned for these babies?”