Katrina Kuznetsov’s POV After the ‘dessert’ in the shower, as Conall called it, we made it to the dining hall without anyone knows what was going on. I was putting on my stoic face before Conall was pulling my chair and helped me in. I thanked him before the servants were serving our dinner. I was looking at my husband through the rim of my glass as I cannot wait to share him the news. But of course, that man can be dense as I know firsthand Conall Reid cannot read social cues that much. “So, how was Anna settling down at the new school?” I asked my husband as I was cutting my medium rare meat. I don’t think that I would have any allergies during my pregnancy but we will see how it goes. Since it was my first time and all, I cannot say if I will be happy to know that I will not be havi
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