Jason.
It's been a month since I broke my legs and two weeks since I was discharged from the hospital.
Everything was back to normal except that Eve was currently in her second trimester and it made her even grumpier than ever.
Fortunately, she was no longer experiencing morning sickness but her craving had gotten worse.
And she was extremely hormonal.
She was more hornier than ever asking for sex whenever she could.
Accusing me of not wanting to have sex with her because she was no longer pretty even when she looked even prettier than ever.
Because of how glowing Eve is, I don't really believe that pregnancy made women ugly at all because Eve seemed to be becoming even more beautiful than ever.
I always try to satisfy her whenever I can by giving her head or fingering her or fucking her thigh but it's extremely hard especially since I can't really feel my legs yet.
To add to all of this, the media has been demanding an explanation since I haven't quite resumed work yet.
I've not been going to work due to my condition but they don't have to know that especially since that could cause a problem to the company and although I've been working from home all these while.
It's hard to do all that being crippled with a pregnant hormonal wife.
And even if Ethan and Max try to help me most of the time to distract Eve, they almost can't because she seems stronger and they're also planning for their wedding.
Eve and I would be getting married after the first of our first child because that's the best and maybe by then, I would be healthier again and I might even be able to walk.
Right now, I was currently having a video call meeting with my CFO when I heard the door of the office open and close with a loud slam.
"Jason." I heard Eve call my name and I sighed heavily.
Here goes nothing.
"I'm here baby." I said Loud enough so she could hear me.
"Jason." She said as she walked towards me and stood in front of the table with a pout on her face.
"I believe you got all the details to the issue on ground, deal with it and get back to me." I said before hanging up and facing Eve who stood in front of me.
"Baby, what is the problem?" I asked, she frowned.
"My legs hurt." She said and I raised my brows.
"Your legs hurt?" I asked and she nodded.
"I'm getting fatter, I can barely see my feet" she huffed.
"Look, my stomach is covering my feet." She said pouting.
And indeed, her stomach which was now very visible although not protruding yet was covering her legs. Atleast, from her own point of view but what could I possibly do to her swollen feet.
"Okay, let's go to the room." I said quietly and pressed a button on my automatic wheelchair so it would lead me out of the room with Eve grumbling as she followed me out of the office.
Our master bedroom was no longer upstairs because the doctor advised that stairs climbing should be prohibited and so I asked that the house be renovated.
We can't move out of the mansion because the mansion is too big and mom and grandma Nini can't stay there alone so I asked that the three guest rooms downstairs be converted to a master bedroom but also cribs and other baby stuff we'll be needing when Eve gives birth.
Although, our baby will have a room as well but for the time being and until when our baby will be able to sleep alone in the room.
Everything ofcourse, in the baby's room was neutral because we're yet to know the gender of the baby.
The doctor said we can find out when the baby is five to six months old which would be in a month or two.
"Lay on the bed." I said to Eve once we got into the bedroom.
"Why?" She asked as she sat down on the bed instead of laying on the bed like I asked.
"Don't tell me you want to do the dirty?' she asked teasingly and I smiled.
"Eve, stop teasing me, you said your feet hurt." I said and she pouted.
"What?" She huffed.
"You don't want to fuck me?" She asked and I almost smiled.
Not this again and when did she start saying vulgar words like fuck.
"Ofcourse I want to fuck you." I said laughing mentally at my choice of words.
"But right now, your feet hurt and what you need is a massage and since I'm not sure what to do, I invited someone to do that for me." I said and she looked at me with wide eyes.
"So someone is here to massage my feet?" She asked and I nodded in response.
"She'll be here soon, so why don't you lay on the bed before she comes." I suggested it to Eve and she nodded before doing as she was told.
"But why can't you just do it?" She groaned as she laid on the bed.
"I'm not an expert, I might do something that will hurt you and our baby." I said as I looked at her swollen feet.
The doctor did say that her feet, hands and joint would get swollen but I didn't think it would happen so fast especially since she's only four months and a few days gone.
Soon, we heard a knock on the door and I needed no soothsayer to tell me it was the woman I requested for at the door.
As soon as she entered, I could tell that she was a professional in her uniform. She looked like she was in her late thirties and she had a professional smile on her face.
"It's best that she sits." The woman said and I mouthed an oh while Eve did as she was told.
She smiled before explaining the details and reasons why Eve was swelling. When she had started massaging, I watched carefully, wanting to learn so I could do it myself someday.
Seeing that I was eager to learn, the woman began to explain where to press and where to put pressure on. She probably didn't want to get in my bad books.
Eve on the other hands moaned as the woman massaged her feet and I felt happy knowing that she was feeling better.
The woman being a professional wrapped it up under forty-five minutes and Eve was already feeling much better.
"Any massage wouldn't affect the mother and the baby but if you put pressure on the pressure points like I said earlier, it would be more effective." She said before bowing to me and leaving our room.
"Thanks." I said to her before she left completely.
As soon as she left, Eve got up from the bed and gave me a hug.
"I love you." She said before disengaging from the hug, giving me a peck on my cheeks and sitting on the bed again.
In less than a minute of sitting down back, she got up from the bed and I raised my brows.
"I'm pressed." She said going to the bathroom to ease herself but the next thing I heard was a loud scream and a loud thud.