Chapter 122 Can I Trust Her?

• [CLAIRE’s Point of View]
• No matter how sick I felt, I had to eat for the growing pup inside me.
• I caressed my slowly rounding belly, scratching softly on the fabric, trying to ease the itchiness of my expanding skin. I was grateful that Ralph didn’t stay inside my bedroom because every time he insisted that he wanted to sleep beside me, all I did was stare at him coldly and sternly. I made it clear to him all the time that I never wanted to be touched, even with the tip of his fingers on me and surprisingly, he respected every word I told him.