Chapter 864 The Pregnancy

• Josiah's hands were long and strong, his skin a healthy shade of wheat. A simple bump or scrape wouldn't have been this noticeable.
• “It's nothing, I just accidentally bumped into the bed,” he said, downplaying the incident. He sounded as if he hadn't recklessly rushed over when Lysander fainted and bumped his hand hard into the sharp corner of the table. The impact was so severe that he sharply inhaled from the pain. He felt as if he almost fractured a bone.
• Lysander could tell that he was saying this just to spare her from guilt. Her eyes moistened slightly, leaving her baffled at herself. I'm becoming so sentimental, it's so unlike me.