After Surviving the Apocalypse, I Built a City in Another World novel Chapter 1487

Chapter 1487: Hesso’s Thoughts

Contrary to Mafo’s happiness, Hesso was naturally concerned about the pregnancy news.

Crash!!

"I don’t like this," he said, gritting his teeth as he paced across the room. "I’m the heir—wouldn’t there be trouble if that baby is a boy?"

He paused, whipping his head to look at Misha, who was standing beautifully at the side.

"What do you think? Is it going to be a boy?"

Misha’s disposition, at this time, was not very good. Hesso assumed it was because she was also worried about his position.

Of course she was. As a slave and as a woman, her current comfort was dependent on him!

That said, he couldn’t help but stare at her for a long time.

Although Misha was a slave, she had the beauty, grace, and smarts of a proper noblewoman. She was an elementalist on top of that!

It wouldn’t be too bad to have her as his official wife, and he had not stopped reminding her of their future if she served him well.

Misha sighed, just letting the bastard assume whatever would make himself feel better.

However, to say she was in top shape right now would be a lie.

Almost everyone had managed to get rescued... except for her, how could she feel comfortable?

At the same time, she understood that her position wasn’t one where she could easily get pulled out.

Her brain understood, but her heart was struggling.

The image of that man appeared in her head and—inexplicably—she felt a sense of... betrayal. What did she expect from him?

Was it odd that she expected more from him than from the couple she talked with at the start? Granted, they were a lot weaker than that man, but still.

However, she kept her cool. She had long known that not everything could bend to her will, so she had to adjust accordingly.

It did not help that her luck hadn’t seemed to be on her side for a long time, which was unfortunate, as she grew up privileged and was lucky for most of her life.

Another unlucky thing was, other than being left behind, was the fact that she didn’t have that soap anymore. If she had, she’d have long infected herself.

It was an unfortunate accident a few days back. She naturally kept a bar of soap to herself. Knowing that the plan was about to begin, she had planned on bathing with the small piece of soap she had managed to keep.

She couldn’t use it earlier because there were still so many loose ends that she would not be able to fix if she were infected along with them.

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