Love in Twilight

Chapter 306

Chapter 306 Aren't You Afraid That Something's Going to Happen? That night, after Mrs. Faber was

done cooking dinner... Damien had already said that he wanted Clarissa to feed him.

She sat down next to him. "Can't you get Mrs. Faber to feed you?” she muttered in distaste. Mrs. Faber

was in the kitchen, getting the dishes. “Clarissa Johnson!" Damien exclaimed gravely. “How am I

related to her?" Under his oppression, Clarissa had no choice but to pick up his cutlery and ask him

what he wanted to eat. In truth, she felt that he was perfectly fine eating with his left hand. However, he NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

refused to do so and insisted on her feeding him. "See how much your dad knows how to enjoy life.”

She sounded like she was teasing the babies, but what did they know? They couldn't even hear her.

She was actually teasing Damien. Damien's heart melted when she referred to him as their dad. After

feeding Damien, Clarissa wasn't in the mood to eat anymore. She didn't eat much. She sounded a little

aggrieved as she muttered, “I barely even ate.” “I'll fill you up later,” Damien said. She immediately

blushed. “I'm already in my third trimester. Bethany said we can't.” “I was talking about supper. What

are you even thinking?" Damien looked wicked. "I...” She was upset that she'd fallen into his trap.

"Whatever it is, I don't want to." “You can just feed me for dinner from now on. You won't be able to

wake up in the morning,” he said. She pouted. “Alright, alright.” After getting into bed, Damien leaned

against the bed frame and started reading, as usual. Clarissa, on the other hand, was admiring the

clothes they had bought for the babies. The boy's one was cute, and the girl's one was spirited.

Chapte: Bom A t you train that Sumthing contrappen"? Clarissa's mind started to wander at the thought

of having a daughter. She would look especially pretty if she were to resemble her father. Of course,

she would also be pretty if she were to resemble Clarissa. Clarissa wanted a daughter more than a

son, so she wasn't too interested in imagining what her son would look like. Damien's phone rang.

Lucas was inviting him for a video call. He knew that Lucas probably wanted to show him something.

He went to the living room to get the iPad before accepting the call. “Lawrence, I've come up with a

rough schedule for the second half of the year. Take a look.” Lucas was still hard at work. At this

moment, he was standing before the chalkboard in his office. It was filled with things that he'd written. “I

had to find a way to squeeze Rhythmic Technology in. It's a huge project, and they've also invested in

Peacock Films. There's a lot to go through there." Lucas continued, "We have at least fifty projects this

year, and I wanted to discuss the assignment of the work with you." Clarissa could hear everything that

he was saying. “Clarissa, can you get me my glasses?" Damien said. She was still playing around with

the clothes. “Huh? Are you shortsighted?" “It's to block the blue light. It's on the coffee table in the living

room. She went to the living room. "Put them on for me," Damien said when she came back. He was

holding the iPad with one hand, and his other arm was bandaged up. He couldn't wear them on his

own. Clarissa kneeled down on the bed next to him and put the glasses on for him. After that, she lay

down. Lucas said something to Damien in German. It was obvious he didn't want Clarissa to

understand what he was saying. After that, they switched back to talking about work. She wanted to

wait till they were done to ask Damien what Lucas had said, but the discussion went on for a long time.

She slowly fell asleep. Chapter 305 Aren't You Alraid That Something's Going to Happen? It was a

quarter past twelve by the time Damien was done. Clarissa was already deep asleep. This was what

Lucas had said in German: “Lawrence, I have to give it to you. You and Johnson are still sleeping in the

same bed when she's so far along? Aren't you afraid that something's going to happen?" “What could

possibly happen when she won't allow me to do anything?”