Part 122.

The clock changed, days turned into weeks, and weeks into months. Jennifer was now eight months pregnant. She was starting to feel uncomfortable while sleeping and easily tired when sitting. Of course, she was becoming more dependent on her husband.

"Darling, there's a horseback riding invitation tomorrow morning. Should I go, or...?" Alexander asked, watching his wife as she sat while gently rubbing her swollen belly.

"No, dear, let Azzura and El Barack go for you. I beg you to stay at home," Jennifer pleaded, her face full of hope.

"Alright, dear!" Alexander hugged his wife from behind. His fingers caressed Jennifer's belly gently, eagerly looking forward to...