Arranged Marriage

Vol 2: Chapter 7

New chapter coming throughhhh

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After finding out the food he can eat, his daily life becomes much easier. He still has morning sickness, but he has no problems with eating since he can eat food containing figs with no rejection.

Karlyle's favorite variety is Strawberry Verte, a small, sweet fig that tastes like strawberries, as its name suggests.

Mariam, with her rich experience with figs, shows Ash all the dishes that can be made with figs. Thanks to this, Karlyle has gained weight slightly more than his target weight. He tries to reduce the amount of sweets somehow to go in line with the weight plan, but it ends in failure since Ash notices it each time.

".....Bonbon will definitely look like you, Ash."

Karlyle mutters as he loses the 20-minute staring contest with the fig. He takes a bite-sized piece of fig with his fork and Ash, watching him from the side, smiles.

"I think Bonbon will look like you though."

"Judging from how much Bonbon likes sweets, I'm sure Bonbon will look like you."

"Hm... I can't deny that. It's a nice thing to hear."

Ash nods and watches as Karlyle chews and swallows the fig, his chin still on his hand. Aware of his gaze, Karlyle puts down the fork. Ash quickly picks it up again. He ignores the troubled look on Karlyle's face, stabs a fig with the fork and brings it to Karlyle's lips.

"Say ah."

"....I have eaten too much."

"There are only two figs. Each is already divided into four pieces."

"But I'm gaining weight."

However, Ash has a solid reason to refute that.

"It means Bonbon is growing very well. Dr. Milan told me that Bonbon was very healthy and would probably come out into the world with no problems."

That's true. Over the past seven weeks, Bonbon has grown incredibly. At 17th week, Bonbon has been wiggling around in his amniotic fluid every time they have an ultrasound. Not only has its body shape been clearly defined, starting with the umbilical cord, but this week it has even made a tiny facial expression.

There are countless other changes. He can now feel Bonbon's movement, although just faintly. The shape of his abdomen has finally changed. What was previously unbelievable to him has become reality.

The blood test results are all good, and like Ash said, his condition is safe now according to Luther. Despite having been predicted to have a high probability of miscarriage, Karlyle is now much more stable than a month and a half ago.

But still.

He always has a small bit of anxiety. If he lets his guard down and feels too at ease, the very act of doing so might put Bonbon in danger. Karlyle has never been able to be completely comfortable for fear that even a small mistake can hurt Bonbon.

"So open your mouth, okay darling?"

Karlyle, whose expression has been hardened with worry, raises his head in surprise at those words.

"....What did you say?"

As he narrows his eyes, thinking he has misheard, Ash wiggles his fork. The bright red fig gives off a sweet smell.

"Darling."

He didn't mishear. Ash really said that embarrassing term. Karlyle, who never imagined he would hear that term in real life, can't believe his own ears.