It'll Come Naturally -
Chapter 1359 The Sweetness Of Love (Part Two)
"She's probably worried about her friend, Patricia. Haven't you heard? That Patricia has been lying unconscious in bed for nearly a month now. And there is no sign when she would wake up. As her best friend, how could she not feel worried?" Belinda could understand why Leena looked stressed out and even a bit moody. If that was Daisy in a coma for almost a month, she would also feel gloomy like Leena. She couldn't even imagine how she would handle it. "What has Tom done? He's her doctor right? Can't he save her?" Duke wondered. It was strange. Didn't Tom declare himself as a miracle-working doctor? Why couldn't he revive an unconscious patient?
"No one is almighty, not even Tom. Patricia was badly injured. He already has done a good job keeping her alive." Belinda got this information not long ago from Leena. She had dropped by Patricia's ward once, when she went to the hospital to do the prenatal check up. The woman lying on the bed was pretty, but her face had become too pale, probably because she had been bedridden for too long. As Belinda looked at her, she took pity on such a beautiful girl.
"Well, Let's go then. It's useless for us to get too worried. Only the doctor could help her now. We can do nothing about it." In Duke's heart, except for the people he cared about, nothing or no one else could afford him the slightest interest.
"I'm curious. How long has it been since the last time you and Tom and your other buddies got together?" Belinda asked as they walked towards their car, with Duke assisting her, holding her by her arm. She found that Tom had been in low spirits recently and didn't know why. So she thought she needed to remind Duke of this.
"It has been a while. What's wrong with that? We all have our own lives to live." Duke pulled the door open for her, feeling very strange why she would suddenly ask something like that.
"Nothing, it just crossed my mind." Belinda smiled. She was probably just thinking too much.
"No, you must have something to tell me. Otherwise you wouldn't have asked. Is there something wrong? Did you see or hear anything at the hospital when you went on that check up?" Duke gazed firmly into her eyes, forcing her to face him straight. His instinct told him that Belinda was hiding something from him.
"Nothing, really. I just noticed that Tom looked more haggard recently. So I wonder if anything has happened to him. As his best friend, I thought you'd already know. Don't you think you should go and check if everything with him is okay?" Cornered by Duke, Belinda had no choice but to tell him what she observed in the hospital.
"It's impossible. Tom would only feel troubled when he encounters medical issues. For example, one time, he lost one week's sleep, obsessing over the possibility of a quadruple bypass on a seven year-old. Apart from surgery related issues, nothing else would make him concerned, let alone depressed. I wouldn't expect him to be worried about me, his best friend, just because I sprain my ankle. How could he possibly be down? You must be mistaken. Maybe he had a difficult surgery the day before and forgot to take a shower. That happens to doctors all the time." Duke muttered as he helped Belinda clip on her safety belt. But judging from Belinda's serious expression, Duke felt that Belinda knew what she was talking about. Did Tom really have something seriously bothering him? Duke wondered. "Probably. Start the car. But you know what? I suddenly feel like eating some ice, Duke." Belinda looked at him with her puppy-dog eyes. Her appetite had gone berserk after she got pregnant and she ate a lot. Before that, it was almost impossible to get her to eat much. "What? Did you just say, ice? Darling, do you know what's the temperature outside now?" Duke was startled to hear what she said. She changed topics back and forth swiftly. The last second she was talking about Tom, and the next moment she averted the topic to food, forgetting the fact that they had just walked out of the restaurant. The mind of a pregnant woman was really beyond comprehension.
"Five degrees. What's wrong with it?" Belinda answered inattentively, her mind preoccupied as she imagined the cooling sensation of eating ice.
"Okay, so you also know that it's five degrees outside now. Are you sure your stomach will react nicely to the ice?" Duke shook his head. If she had asked to have anything else, he might indulge her. But with ice, that was the only thing he opposed. He would never allow her to eat ice, no matter how obstinate she was.
"But I just want to eat some. No, it's the baby who wants to eat some. C'mon!" Belinda said with a mischievous smile. She thought she was allowed to think like that. Because the doctor once told her that pregnant moms might have the tendency to try food that they had never tried before. And this might be a signal coming from the baby.
"Don't try to push it too far just for the sake of the baby. I said no and that's it. Icy food would cause harm to your body, it's not healthy. So stop asking, I won't let you have it!" Duke was firm in his attitude. To assure Belinda and the baby's safety, he couldn't take any risks. In the early stage of her pregnancy, he couldn't be more careful to avoid a possible miscarriage. He would never risk the life of his future baby and more importantly, his wife.
"Duke, you are too mean. You Fascist!" Belinda never expected that he would refuse her so bluntly. She felt wronged and her eyes became red. It was a common reaction that pregnant women easily got irrational and sentimental. Belinda now looked insulted.
"Yes, I'm autocratic and dictatorial, are you satisfied now? Icy food like ice cream is too cold. Can't we eat it when the weather gets warm? Not now when the ice you eat can make a snow flurry." Duke softened his tone and tried to cheer her up. He admitted that he caved in. One moment ago, he just refused her so firmly, but the next moment, his heart was melted by Belinda's puppy dog eyes and begging tone. That was why he suddenly changed his attitude.
"But I just want to eat it now. If we get it on another day, I may change my mind then, and wouldn't want to eat it at all." Belinda said as she bit her lips. To her, her husband was the person to whom she could act girly and throw a tantrum whenever she wanted.0000
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