Chapter 380 Only One Job: Be Mrs Norman

• Layson stared at Adela’s fragile expression. He felt the familiar itch to light a cigarette—but he didn’t. She couldn’t inhale smoke. Instead, he leaned over and unbuckled her seatbelt, pulling her chin toward him.
• Soft kisses landed on her cheeks, one after another, brushing away the storm cloud in her heart like gentle waves.
• “The doctor said it’s normal. Mood swings, emotional dips—pregnant women go through that. I’m going to assume that’s what this is,” he said, voice low and warm. “So, let’s not ask that question again, alright?”