Replaced Wife of my first love

Chapter 33

We sat in a comfortable silence for a moment before he cleared his throat, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You know, they say that when a woman is pregnant, her sense of smell becomes heightened. Have you noticed anything unusual lately?"

I chuckled, realizing where he was going with this. "Oh, you mean like the time I insisted the house smelled like pickles even though there weren't any in sight?"

He grinned, his eyes twinkling. "Exactly."

"Well," I teased, "I may have detected a hint of chocolate cake in the living room yesterday, even though you denied having any."

He burst into laughter, and I couldn't help but join in. our laughter filled the room, Despite my unpredictable mood swings and emotional whirlwinds, he was right there beside me, weathering the storm with unwavering love and a touch of humor.

***

The scent of freshly baked cookies wafted through the air as I stood in our kitchen, my hands cradling my rounded belly. It was the seventh month of my pregnancy, and my body seemed to have a mind of its own, driven by a cocktail of hormones that left me both amused and exasperated.

Zian, peered cautiously around the corner, his eyes widening as he took in the scene before him. Flour dusted the countertop like a powdery snowfall, and an array of mixing bowls and utensils cluttered every available space. I couldn't help but chuckle at his bewildered expression.

"Hey there," I greeted him with a mischievous grin. "Just trying to satisfy a sudden craving for chocolate chip cookies."

Zian cautiously stepped into the kitchen, his eyebrows knitting together. "Craving? But you made cookies yesterday."

I shrugged, a small laugh escaping me. "Pregnancy hormones, Zian. They have a way of making cravings feel like life-or-death situations."

He let out a bemused huff, leaning against the kitchen island. "I just don't get it. One minute you're craving pickles and peanut butter, the next it's ice cream and French fries."

I scooped a spoonful of cookie dough onto a baking sheet, nodding in agreement. "Trust me, neither do I. But these cookies are like a tiny piece of heaven right now."

As the first batch of cookies began to bake, I walked over to where Zian stood and wrapped my arms around his waist, resting my head against his chest. He hesitated for a moment before tentatively placing a hand on my belly, feeling the subtle kicks and movements beneath his fingers.

"It's... still hard to believe," he admitted, his voice a mixture of wonder and uncertainty. "That there's a little person growing in there."

I smiled up at him, my heart swelling with affection. "I know, it's a lot to wrap our heads around. But you're going to be an amazing dad, Zian. You're already so attentive and caring."

He chuckled softly, his eyes softening as he met my gaze. "I'm trying my best, that's for sure. And you, my dear, are a pregnancy warrior."

I playfully poked his chest, a playful glint in my eyes. "Watch out, or I might send these pregnancy hormones your way."

He grinned, leaning down to press a tender kiss against my forehead. "I'll take my chances. Just promise me one thing."

I tilted my head, curious. "What's that?"

He brushed his thumb over my cheek, his touch gentle and affectionate. "Promise me you'll always keep me on my toes, even after the baby arrives."

I laughed, a warm and melodious sound that filled the room. "Deal. And I promise to share my cookies with you, too."

As we stood there, wrapped in each other's arms, the sweet aroma of cookies mingled with the warmth of our shared laughter, creating a memory that would forever be etched in our hearts.

***

Today is our baby shower ceremony, I'm eight months pregnant. I remember the day As we left the ultrasound clinic, I could feel my heart racing with excitement. I had been waiting for this moment for months, and now that it had finally arrived, I could hardly contain myself. I looked over at Zian, and I could see the same excitement in his eyes. We had decided not to find out the gender of the baby, and I knew that it was going to be a surprise that would change our lives forever. Zian and I talked for hours, sharing stories and dreams, when we walked into our house, I felt a sense of peace wash over me.

My pregnancy hormones were a force to be reckoned with, and they often left him feeling bewildered and helpless. One moment, I would be laughing and full of joy, and the next, I would be in tears over the smallest thing. He tried his best to be supportive and understanding, but it was like walking on eggshells. My moods were unpredictable and intense, and he felt like he was constantly on edge, waiting for the next outburst. He knew that it wasn't my fault, that it was just the hormones playing havoc with my emotions, but it was hard not to take it personally. Despite the challenges, he loved me fiercely and was determined to be there for me every step of the way, no matter what.

"Bhabhi, you are looking so beautiful," Antra said and gave me a side hug.

"Thank you," I softly said with a bright smile on my face. She held me from the side as we came downstairs.

The whole mansion was transformed into a whimsical wonderland, with every nook and cranny adorned with delicate decorations and charming accents. The air was filled with the sweet scent of fresh flowers and the gentle hum of soft music. The tables were set with the finest china and crystal, and the food was a feast for both the eyes and the palate. Every detail was carefully considered, from the pastel-hued balloons that filled the room to the elegant centrepieces that graced the tables. It was a magical, unforgettable day that celebrated the arrival of a precious new life.

"You are glowing moonbeam," Zian said giving me his full charming smile, making me fall for him again. Uff, why is he this handsome? zian stood beside me and pecked my forehead and kept his hand on my stomach, caressing it.

("Moonbeam" is a name that suggests a soft and gentle nature. It's a poetic and romantic nickname that conveys a sense of warmth and light. It's a beautiful way to show your love and affection for someone who brings light and joy into your life.)

My mom, mother-in-law, and some ladies took me to the stage and made me sit on the couch. Ladies first took my aarti. After that, they all started the rituals.

After the function got over, I felt I was so tired. Everyone ate and took some family pictures We all talked and everyone gave me advice then they headed towards their home.

Once I came back into our room Zian helped me to remove all jewellery and my hair accessories. I showered and sat on the bed, then Zian went in washroom to freshen up. After sometime he came, changed into comfy and started combing his hairs.

After that He started massaging my back, I smiled.
"It's not much paining now, you must be tired, Zian, Let's sleep." I murmured.

"I'm not tired Siya, you sleep," I sighed and He pecked on my forehead and then kissed on my bump. Soon sleep took over me.

The Next day morning. I got up by the sound of something, I frowned in sleep and slowly opened my eyes. As I opened my eyes only to find Zian was getting ready for office.
"morning Siya," he said and kissed my forehead.

"morning," I replied in my sleepy voice.

"Take care of yourself and the baby too I'll come back soon,"  As he gently caressed the bump that held our precious baby, he felt a sudden flutter of movement beneath his hand. Startled, he looked up at me in amazement, and I smiled back at him, my eyes shining with joy.

At that moment, he said, " I'm feeling an overwhelming sense of wonder and awe. This tiny life growing inside you is a miracle, a gift beyond measure,"  As he continued to stroke my belly, he felt another kick, stronger this time, as if the baby was responding to his touch. It was a magical moment, a connection between father, mother, and child that transcended words.

"I would cherish this memory forever, and I would do everything in my power to protect and love our child with all my heart," he said and I was in awe. Then he went to the office and I sat in my room and watched some movies.

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