Chapter 59

Clara's heartbeat quickened. Almost instinctively, she tightened her grip. Ethan let out a soft hum, lowering his gaze to look at her. His tone carried a playful edge. "Is it okay?" Clara gave a muffled response, eyes glaring at him. He wasn’t really asking for permission, that was obvious. But in this moment, Clara couldn’t quite find the words. It was overwhelming, intense. Yet somehow, tender. Her gaze was locked on Ethan. "What are you staring at?" he asked in a low voice. Clara jerked slightly, almost as a reflex. "I'm pregnant..." "Easy now, just relax. I'll be gentle," Ethan whispered, coaxing her. And then, a wave of warmth spread across her skin. Clara let out a soft call. Looking back at him, her cheeks were flushed red. Maybe from shyness… or maybe something else. The mattress beneath them swallowed their movements, soft and deep. The room’s temperature slowly climbed. Besides the hushed breaths and faint gasps, only the hum of the air conditioner remained. And in the mirror