Gordon smiled, as if claiming credit for him. “Mr. Lancaster wouldn't let them help. He said he had to choose everything himself. Oh, and he also bought a few things for you!”
I patiently pulled out the clothes he'd supposedly chosen for me. It was maternity wear, but…
My face darkened. “Are you sure this is for me?”
I'll admit I've gained some weight recently, but this nightgown… I probably wouldn't fit into it even when I was ready to give birth. Was he buying me a gift or mocking me for getting fat?
Gordon, oblivious, just kept smiling. “Ma'am, Mr. Lancaster truly loves you and is so excited about this baby. You should have seen him while he was shopping; he was so happy, completely different from his usual self. It was a genuine, heartfelt joy.”
I remained silent. Gordon wasn't wrong. Steven really was looking forward to this child. In my past lives, when we lost the baby, he was even more devastated than I was.
He may not have been a good husband, but he would be a good father.
The anger that had flared up over the wrong-sized clothes instantly subsided by half.
Seeing my silence, Gordon pressed on. “Ma'am, I've been with Mr. Lancaster for so many years. He really does love you. If you could just give him another chance, maybe…”
Before Gordon could finish, I cut him off. “I'm a little tired. I'm going upstairs to rest. You can put these things away.”
With that, I got up and went upstairs. Back in my room, I took out my phone and saw several messages from Mrs. Spencer asking if it was a good time to call, likely worried Steven was nearby.
I called her directly, and Mrs. Spencer immediately handed the phone to Horace.
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