My Unborn Baby Chose My Husband for Me novel Chapter 243

Charlene's smile froze. She kept her head down and picked at her food, not daring to say another word.

Her fake kindness had completely backfired.

Lawrence quickly tried to smooth things over. "Eleanor, Charlene just meant well."

Eleanor ignored him entirely. Instead, she placed a generous portion of meat on Seraphina's plate. "Eat up. You're eating for two now."

Seraphina nodded obediently and continued her meal at a leisurely pace.

Little Bean let out a happy giggle from within her belly, communicating in his usual telepathic way. "Mommy, Great-Grandma really loves you."

"She does," Seraphina agreed silently. "I'm incredibly lucky."

In wealthy circles, most families were obsessed with status and matching backgrounds, but Eleanor had never cared about such superficial things.

Sitting beside her, Lucian barely touched his own food. He spent the entire meal serving Seraphina, making sure her plate and glass were never empty.

Watching them, Eleanor felt a profound sense of satisfaction.

After lunch, Eleanor kept Seraphina around to chat for a while longer before finally letting the couple leave.

Lucian guided Seraphina to the car, leaning over to buckle her seatbelt before circling around to the driver's seat.

Seraphina's heart felt incredibly warm.

She could genuinely feel how deeply Lucian cared for her.

Even though their marriage had started as a pure business arrangement, his behavior now was nothing short of extraordinary.

He never once made her feel like an obligation.

As the sleek car pulled out of the estate gates, Seraphina turned to look back.

Eleanor was still standing at the entrance, leaning on her walking stick, watching them leave until they were out of sight.

A lump suddenly formed in Seraphina's throat.

She thought back to The Simmons Estate—a cold, heartless place that had never offered her an ounce of warmth.

But here, with the Langford family, she felt a true sense of belonging.

"What's wrong?" Lucian's low voice broke the silence.

Seraphina soon drifted into a peaceful slumber.

She dreamt of the very first night she met Lucian, and the countless little moments they had shared since getting married. While it wasn't a fiercely explosive romance, it was a steady, beautiful, and deeply intimate connection.

When the car finally pulled into their villa's garage, Seraphina was still fast asleep.

Lucian killed the engine and turned to look at her.

Her head was tilted to the side, her long hair cascading over her shoulders. Her dark eyelashes fluttered slightly as she slept soundly.

She had struggled with insomnia throughout her pregnancy, so seeing her sleep this deeply was a rare comfort.

Lucian didn't wake her. He simply sat in the driver's seat, his gaze locked onto her face.

She had softened a bit since they first got married, a healthy glow radiating from her slightly fuller cheeks.

Pregnancy had given her an undeniable, luminous beauty.

Lucian's gaze slowly drifted downward, landing on the gentle curve of her belly.