He rushed forward and held her tightly in his arms, afraid that if he was a second late, she would vanish.
"Who says I don't want it?"
He whispered in her ear, a gentle yet possessive declaration, "Anything that is yours, I want."
She couldn't use this as an excuse to leave him.
Never!
Du Ruoxin: "—"
She sighed inwardly, her only excuse for leaving gone.
Big Brother was truly—
Her lips twitched as she batted his hand away. "Let go, you're pressing on my stomach, I feel like throwing up again."
Kristino, like a good boy, said, "Oh."
He then took her hand and stated with a firm tone, "The child will take my surname."
Du Ruoxin: ...How could that be?
She was the first to object, "It will take my surname."
Kristino emphasized, "Rothschild."
Whether it was her surname or his, it didn't matter, as they shared the same family name.
Dinner was not yet over when Kristino noticed Du Ruoxin throwing up several times, his heart aching.
Ignoring everyone's surprised gazes, he abandoned his meal and took her to Hamburg's most expensive private obstetrics and gynecology hospital.
Du Ruoxin: "————"
There was no need to be so nervous, really, it was just a pregnancy, not some terminal illness.
But Du Ruoxin couldn't dissuade the worried man, and was dragged to the hospital for a full check-up and to register for prenatal care.
The doctor also took the opportunity to educate Kristino on what morning sickness was, and various precautions for pregnant women… blah blah blah…
He was like a perfectly indoctrinated follower.
His brainwashed appearance, his serious attention to the doctor's explanation of medical knowledge, showed no trace of the ruthless killer he was.
Exiting the hospital, Du Ruoxin couldn't help but complain, "I told you I was fine."
"Making a fuss over nothing."
It was so late, Doudou must be asleep by now.
Du Ruoxin, holding her daughter who was blinking sleepily, sat in the back seat.
The little girl was overjoyed to learn she would be an older sister and even wanted to tell her grandparents.
Fortunately, Du Ruoxin stopped her.
Otherwise, who knew what complications might arise?
She didn't want the Rong family to know about this child's existence, considering it as belonging to the Rothschild family.
After all, Rong Jingyang would surely marry again and have children, and the Rong family wouldn't lack an heir.
But she, in this lifetime, would only have these two children.
Du Ruoxin had decided that once the baby was born, she would find an opportunity to undergo sterilization surgery.
Kristino gently took Rong Doudou from her. "Let me hold her, be careful not to press on you."
The car drove into the manor.
Du Ruoxin took her daughter to sleep. Being too tired, she fell asleep as well, but suddenly, her stomach cramped.
She woke up in pain.
"Ah—"
It felt like a punch to the stomach, the pain making her heart race with panic.
Du Ruoxin opened her eyes, enduring the pain as she clutched her abdomen. "Baby, be good, don't fuss, Mommy is here, Mommy will protect you."
Could it be that something caused a miscarriage!
This thought flashed through her mind, turning Du Ruoxin's face pale and then flushed.
It wasn't until her stomach eased and the cramping subsided that she rushed into the bathroom.
Fortunately, there was no bleeding!
And no leakage!
The baby… should be alright?
Du Ruoxin was uncertain, but after the scare, her sleepiness vanished completely.
She casually picked up two books and lay on the bed, resting her mind while reading. After an unknown amount of time, sleepiness gradually returned, and just as she was about to turn off the light to sleep.
Outside, a harsh screech of brakes cut through the air into the bedroom.
"Du Ruoxin!"
"Come out!"
Who was shouting so late at night?
Du Ruoxin recognized the voice, it was Qin Yunxi, Brother Qin.