A Divorce He Regrets (Raina and Alexander) novel Chapter 228

With a skip in my steps, I made my way to her room with the tray of food. I knocked once before letting myself in. Raina laid in bed, light snores leaked from her lips every fery minutes and I shamelessly watched her sleep. After what felt like 15mins, I let myself in fully and shut the door behind me.

I placed the tray by the nightstand and dipped into her bed. She groaned quietly, but didn't wake up still. The sun hit her face at just the right angle, highlighting her high cheekbones, the hint of a resting dimples and smile lines that made her look absolutely stunning. Her hair was held back in a loose ponytail but strands were all over the place and her bonnet was nowhere to be found.

I slipped a stray strand behind her ear and wanted to punch myself in the gut when it woke her up.

She jerked away like I was some creep. Maybe I was. But the disgusted look on her face made it harder to ignore the growing ache in my chest.

"What are you doing here? She hissed.

"I-" I cleared my throat, "I made breakfast for you, figured you might be too exhausted when you wake up." I explained, handing the tray over to her. It barely made it halfway to her before she turned away, her hand fisted, guarding her nostrils.

"Please leave." It was barely above a whisper, but the meaning was loud enought for any man in love to hear.

I wasn't going to argue. I wasn't going to make things even worse. I left the plate by the nightstand and exited the room feeling worse than I did before. I was so lost in thoughts that I almost ran into Faith.

"How did it go?" She asked, stopping me in my tracks.

"Horrible. She's apparently not in the mood." Or maybe it was just that the food was horrible.

Faith palmed her temples and shook her head, "I doubt that." She sighed, "She was nauseous all through last night. I should have mentioned this earlier but it skipped my mind, I'm so sorry." She explained, her gaze apologetic.

"It's fine." I sighed. It wasn't her fault.

"How about you ask her what she wants instead?" I almost smack myself in the head. How hadn't I thought of that?!

Faith let our spills of laughter, she tried sobering up after one look at my unimpressed face, but only lasted a second before she burst out laughing again.

"It's not funny." I grunted and dropped into the couch across from them.

Faith waved her hands in the air, tears at the corner of her eyes, "Fine! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to," she slammed her lips together and it didn't take a genius to know she was holding back laughter. It wasn't even that damn funny! "You should get her some ice cream then. Pregnancy hormones makes us crazy and irritable, ice cream is always a soothing balm." She managed to say after what felt like an eternity of being ridiculed. By my own friends!

"Wouldn't that be too cold for the baby?"

"It's a little too early for that. Plus, babies love sweet things, I'm sure he or she would be fine." She shrugged.

I nodded and grabbed a bowl of vanilla, chocolate and strawberry. There was an Oreo flavoured on in there too so I grabbed it. I juggled the heavy bowls down the hallway, keeping them close to my chest the entire time. Cold seeped through my clothes and to my body, numbing the entire area, but I couldn't find it in me to care.