115: Chapter 115 – Can I touch you bump?

Chapter 115 – Can I touch you bump?

Sabrina woke up to the typing sound of the keyboard of Robin's laptop. She did not know for how long he had been there, working on his laptop. 2

As soon as she made a move to raise herself, Robin moved the laptop on his lap to the nightstand and was already by her side.

"How are you feeling, Sabrina?" He asked as he went around to help her up. 

Remembering what he had said last night and not knowing that she heard it, Sabrina felt strange by his closeness and said,

"I'm fine, Robin. I can take care of myself."

Robin's expression was gloomy by the rejection of his help. He knew that as soon as she was discharged, he would never get this opportunity again, maybe until the child was born. At that, he tried to force it.

"But you are still at the hospital, so I will still take care of you."

Sabrina let out a humorless chuckle at the way Robin was being all caring to her when she did not need it. She was sarcastic in her response,

"If I had known that you liked to take care of sick people when we were married, I would have fallen sick a lot of times." 

She got down from the bed and went to the washroom as soon as she said those words, leaving him in regret. Robin knew that he had messed up. 

He never took his father's words about Sabrina seriously, and even his grandma Ceceila had warned him, but Robin had refused to see the old woman because of Sabrina. 

He was even ashamed to render a proper apology, not knowing where to start since it was unlike him.

Sabrina did not only ease herself but also decided to shower before realizing that she had not taken a clean dress with her except the one she wore to the bathroom. Well, since Robin claimed to want to take care of her, she gritted her teeth and called for him,

"Robin!"

Robin walked to the door, grinning like a fool for the fact that she called for him by herself. He spoke in a soft tone, 

"Dear one, do you need anything?"

Sabrina's teeth ground even more, and she snarled, 

"Please don't call me that. I just want a clean dress." 

How she wished she had run away after the divorce. Being in this position brought so many memories, and this so-called pet name he just developed for her was getting her so irritated.

"You mean dear one, it suits you. Unless you can give me a better name to call you," Robin smiled and spoke from the door. 

He loved it if she spoke to him, even if it was sarcastic. After all, he did worse things to her. He went around, picked the dress, and stood by the door. 

"I have the dress, dear one. Should I come in?"

Sabrina's face reddened, and she quickly draped a towel around her chest, walked to the door and stretched out her hand, 

"Here, let me have it." Her tone was so icy, but Robin did not care. He decided to joke with her a little and closed his eyes.

"Where? I can't see anything."

Sabrina was getting more and more annoyed behind the door. She began to shake her outstretched arm in case he truly did not see it. 

"My hand, Robin." 

"But I can't see it," Robin said with his eyes closed when someone knocked on the door. He frowned at not being able to achieve his aim of teasing her longer. 

"Dear one, you are so lucky that breakfast is here."

He stuffed the dress in her hand and walked to the door, with Sabrina sighing with relief. Robin went to get the food he ordered at the same time the doctor arrived with a nurse.

"Good morning, Mr. Jewel."

"Good morning, doctor. She's in the bathroom," Robin informed the doctor who was looking here and there for Sabrina. 

"I'm here, doctor," Sabrina said from the doorway of the bathroom. Before the doctor spoke, Robin observed, 

"Your hair is too wet. You will catch a cold," he said seriously before turning to the doctor and asking, "Doctor, can we get a drier around here?"

"Please get her a drier," the doctor said to the nurse.

As the nurse went to get the drier, the doctor said to Sabrina, "We will administer your last IV, and you can be discharged by evening."

"Can't I be discharged this morning?" Sabrina asked, eager to leave Robin alone. Robin frowned at her request. 'Why is she so eager to leave me?' Luckily for him, the doctor responded,

"No. We still have to do a few observations after the last IV before allowing you to sign the discharge forms, but If you don't mind, I'd like to examine you." 

The nurse arrived with the hair drier, and Robin took it and kept it aside while Sabrina went to lie on the bed, face up, and Robin would not give any form of privacy. 

His eyes were glinting when the doctor examined Sabrina, putting a little pressure on her lower abdomen and asking,

"Do you feel any pain?"

"No," Sabrina shook her head and spoke.

Robin caught sight of the almost invisible bump, and his eyes lit. When the doctor left with the nurse, Sabrina was about to rise from the bed when Robin asked her, 

"Can I touch your bump? Please?"

Sabrina bit her lower lip, not knowing if it was right. The growing baby was theirs, but her body was only hers. Confusion clouded her mind as she felt lost asked, 

"Must you?"

"You are the only one having all the experience. I want to have a touch of how our child is faring."

Robin's expression was both pitiful and desperate. Sabrina found herself agreeing. After all, she was going to be discharged today, and he would not have the chance again.

"Okay."

Joy flashed in Robin's eyes, and he lifted her dress and slid his hand into it, resting it right onto her lower abdomen. 

As his warm palm came into contact with her warm stomach, Sabrina felt strange, but the next moment, she saw Robin close his eyes as a tear dropped from them.

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