Alpha's Rejected Mate Returns as Queen

345 Proper Rest

Selma Payne’s POV:

Dorothy was the first to react. She hugged me excitedly and cheered, “You’re pregnant, Selma! You’re going to have a baby!”

I stared at her in a daze before suddenly turning to look at Aldrich. I saw his mouth was slightly open, and his eyes were filled with surprise and joy. He had his arms crossed in a comical manner as if he had yet to react to the current situation.

After a long while, he said in disbelief, “Pregnant...”

He rushed over, picked me up, and spun me around in circles. He cheered excitedly, “You’re pregnant, Selma! You’re pregnant!”

I was shocked. Fortunately, Aldrich didn’t spin for long before he realized my current physical condition and immediately placed me carefully on the sofa.

“I’m sorry, I was just too excited...” he said incoherently, his cheeks flushed. “I can’t imagine it. Oh my god, oh my god...”

Everyone in the room was so excited, like children, they couldn’t control their actions. Only the doctor was calm and conveyed the things to take note of in the early stages of pregnancy.

“In short, you must pay attention to rest and avoid fatigue. You must especially change bad habits such as staying up late and eating irregularly.” The doctor said sternly, “A fetus in the early stage of pregnancy is extremely fragile. A pregnant woman at this stage is no better than her child. For your health and safety, please take care of your body no matter what.”

I gently touched my lower abdomen, which was still flat. It was impossible to tell that a little life was growing and developing here. The news of my pregnancy came so suddenly that I hadn’t fully reacted to it until now. I felt like I was in a dream or an illusion.

“Thank you,” I whispered to the doctor. “This child is very precious to me. Before the doctor sent by the royal family arrives, I’ll have to trouble you.”

Aldrich held my hand and formally thanked the doctor for his help.

“It’s my duty, Your Highness,” the doctor said seriously. “I’ll do my best to protect you and the child’s health.”

After the doctor left, we couldn’t help but cheer again. The girls were so excited that they were about to cry, but Aldrich was one step ahead. The tears he had been holding back in front of others started to flow.

“Thank you, thank you, Selma...” he hugged me tightly and spoke like a slimy child. “This is the happy moment that I once dreamed of. You gave me a happy and warm family. Thank you...”

The girls saw the situation and left tactfully. I cupped Aldrich’s tear-filled face and gently kissed his forehead. I smiled and said, “Why do you have to thank me? I can’t form a happy family by myself. To me, your existence is equally precious. You’re the one who will build a warm and happy life for us together.”

Aldrich’s childhood was not a happy one. The early death of his mother and vicious relatives had left him with an indelible psychological trauma. In addition, when he was young, Duke Frank was not a father who was good at communicating with his son, which led to Aldrich firmly shutting himself up for a long time in his youth.

Even though he had become an awe-inspiring general, I knew that the little boy who yearned for family and love still existed in his heart.

Which was the most coincidental? There was also a little girl who craved love in my heart, so we hit it off as if we had finally found the other half of a puzzle that was meant to be together. We each gave everything we had to create a beautiful future surrounded by sunshine and flowers.

We couldn’t wait to share the good news of my pregnancy with our relatives. My mother was so happy that she almost flew overnight to the Spring Rain Pack. Although my father stopped her, he couldn’t hide the relieved smile on his face.

“I will immediately organize the medical team and the maid team to rush to the Spring Rain Pack,” he said. “Although I understand that you will not give up your job for personal reasons, Selma, can you promise me that you must take good care of yourself? From now on, you have to reduce your workload, or else the double pressure of work and pregnancy will crush you.”

I wasn’t too happy about it. “It’s only the early stage of the pregnancy. The doctor said that it’s fine as long as I pay attention to my rest and diet. I want to wait until the late stage of the pregnancy before I take a good leave.”

My mother had the most to say about this. “Pregnancy is not as simple as you think. It’s not just about growing a lump of meat in the stomach. Morning sickness, insomnia, swelling, and joint pain will make you suffer, not to mention the mysterious psychological fluctuations caused by hormone changes. Overworking might leave you with some side effects. It’s not as simple as a cold or a fever. They will torture you for the rest of your life.”

In the end, with the persuasion of my parents, I had no choice but to agree to reduce my workload, ensuring that I had three meals a day and had proper rest. Aldrich was given the heavy responsibility of supervising and taking care of me.