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Chapter 409:

“Wyatt, would you rather have a boy or a girl?” Amelia asked.

“A boy,” Wyatt replied.

Amelia was stunned by Wyatt’s candid reply.

She had posed the question casually, yet Wyatt’s blunt preference for a son left her feeling a touch crestfallen. Never in her wildest dreams did she picture Wyatt as the type to favor sons over daughters.

But then, Wyatt explained, “If we have a boy, he can stand by my side to protect you. Still, should we welcome a girl, I would cherish her all the more p>

Merely envisioning a miniature version of Amelia, with her sweet voice calling him “Dad,” filled Wyatt with boundless delight.

Little did he know that one day, a girl mirroring Amelia’s likeness would drive him to the brink of frustration.

𝗟𝖺𝘁e𝗌𝘵 с𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘵еrs 𝗼𝗇 ѕ.co𝗺

The next morning, Amelia looked at Wyatt lounging beside her and inquired with curiosity, “Aren’t you heading to the office today p>

“Unless it’s utterly essential, I’ll steer clear of the office until the baby arrives,” Wyatt replied.

“What about your work then p>

“Davin will deliver the necessary documents for me to review,” Wyatt assured her.

Amelia had intended to proceed to the Davis Group as per her routine, but Wyatt’s words made her pause, leaving her at a loss for how to broach the subject.

It was only when she checked her phone that she discovered more than a dozen missed calls, all from Rocco and Ritchie.

Amelia promptly dialed Ritchie back.

The moment the line connected, Ritchie said with enthusiasm, “Mrs. Stewart, we’ve wrapped up the development! The new app is all set p>

Over the call, Ritchie animatedly outlined the app’s features, which surpassed the one pilfered by Huntley in scope, boasting swifter performance and seamless integration with their devices.

“When can you swing by the office to go over the specifics face-to-face?” he then asked.

“Around three this afternoon, I’ll drop in,” Amelia responded.

No sooner had she ended the call than she caught sight of Wyatt’s subtly knitted brows.

Before he could utter a word, she quickly said, “Today’s circumstances are exceptional; you understand how crucial this app is to me. I’ll only linger at the office briefly and head home right after the matter is settled. Moreover, I’ll let Dalia know about the pregnancy and enlist her help in overseeing the company p>

Under Amelia’s persistent soothing, Wyatt’s furrowed expression slowly eased.

As Amelia descended the stairs, Gabby had already whipped up her herbal tonic.

The strong scent of herbs instantly curbed Amelia’s appetite.

Noticing Amelia’s downcast look, Gabby gently said, “Once you cross the three-month threshold, I’ll spoil you with a feast of delectable treats p>

The herbal concoction Gabby had brewed tasted of nothing but sheer bitterness.

As Amelia hesitantly reached for her spoon, she spotted Wyatt settling across from her.

Observing him dig into the same tonic, Amelia hastily asked, “Why on earth are you eating this p>

“From here on out, I will eat whatever you eat. I just want to be there for you,” Wyatt replied.

Touched yet amused by Wyatt’s gesture, Amelia said, “These are made to my needs; what if they upset your stomach p>

“That won’t happen. The tonic is brimming with restorative qualities; it’ll do Mr. Stewart a world of good,” Gabby interjected with a warm smile.

Now, Amelia suddenly felt that the tonic wasn’t so hard to take anymore.

“Amelia… Where is Amelia p>

From a distance, Amelia caught Della’s voice echoing.

Upon entering the living room, she saw Della arriving with an entourage of over a dozen bodyguards, each laden with assorted shopping bags.

The spectacle left Amelia wide-eyed in surprise.

“Della, what is all this about?” she asked.

“Amelia, hold still. Don’t move p>

Amelia had just advanced a step toward Della when her hand was tenderly grasped by her, and Wyatt was swiftly nudged aside. “You’re expecting now, so you must be careful!” Della said.

She then escorted Amelia to the sofa, only relinquishing her hold once Amelia was seated.

Amelia felt deeply moved by Della’s attentiveness. “Della, you needn’t fuss over me like this; I’m faring quite splendidly p>

When the news first surfaced that Amelia might never conceive, Della had felt unable to accept it. Yet, witnessing Wyatt’s unwavering devotion to Amelia, she had reconciled herself to the idea, bracing for a life without grandchildren.

Thus, when Kurt phoned with the joyful news, her heart had soared.

Without delay, she had ventured out and amassed a lavish array of gifts.

Surveying the mound of bags, Amelia presumed they held vitamins or infant essentials, but upon peeking inside, she discovered they were all for her — garments, adornments, handbags, and even a bank card.

“Della, I’ll gladly accept these gifts, but you should keep the card,” Amelia said.

“No! I want you to take it,” Della replied.