Mia's pov

Ever since Mia shifted in Alex room, weirdly, her cravings increased, her cribbing increased and for Alex, his headache increased.

He never imagined a pregnant woman's mood swings to be this dangerous.

"Mr. Ian !" He shut his eyes tight when he heard her yell his name for the nth time.

He couldn't even work in peace for ten minutes straight without her demanding or requesting something or the other.

"What do you need?" He asked in a calm tone as she entered the room.

He deliberately didn't look her way because whenever he would do so, she would start with her waterworks for God knows what reason....