Anila's POV

During the time I rested, Garrett took charge of everything, allowing me to sleep or eat as I pleased.

I felt my waistline expand, a result of indulging in these comforts.

"Very good, stable fetal position. Keep obediently taking your medicine," Johnny carefully examined my body, nodding in satisfaction.

For the past week, I had confined myself to the bed, doing nothing but eating.

"Garrett takes good care of you," Johnny remarked with a smile. "Otherwise, just let Garrett know, and you won't have to…"

"Enough, Johnny..." I immediately halted him, not wanting anyone to sway my thoughts.

"Alright, I know you have your own ideas, but leaving...