Rejected and Pregnant Claimed By The Dark Alpha Prince novel Chapter 368

Chapter 368: To stop protecting me

"Amelie, can we meet tomorrow? I’m also in the capital. Choose the time and reply to me."

Amelie stared at the message glowing on her screen, her brows knitting in quiet confusion.

"Why does he want to meet me now?" she murmured under her breath.

After a pause of hesitation, she began typing, her fingers moving slowly. "You can come to the palace in the morning." With a soft exhale, she set the phone down on the table and leaned back against the pillows, her gaze drifting upward in thought.

Her mind slipped to Flora. ’She’s holding up so well... but how long can she endure like this?’

Pressing her palms together, Amelie closed her eyes in prayer.

"Please, Moon Goddess... clear the obstacles from my sister’s path. Help her find her happiness. Don’t let her suffer any longer."

As she opened her eyes, she heard the door click open and Gabriel stepped inside, dressed in his night clothes.

"Did you all enjoy? What about Idris? He wanted to join, but only ladies were allowed," Amelie asked, shifting slightly on the bed.

"Yes, we had a good time," Gabriel said as he slid under the blanket beside her. "As for Idris, he’s a quiet boy. Someone tried to coax him into drinking, but I asked them to leave. He’s too young for that nonsense. I banned that person’s entry."

He moved closer, resting his arm gently over her shoulder. His hand slipped down to her rounded belly, warm and protective. "Doesn’t it feel uncomfortable when the baby kicks so much?" he asked softly.

Amelie shook her head, smiling. "How could I feel uncomfortable? Every kick reminds me that Noa is here with me. It’s the best feeling. He’s quiet now, I haven’t felt him move for about an hour, but at night he often wakes up. I heard that when the mother moves around during the day, the baby feels like he’s being rocked in a cradle, so he falls asleep. Isn’t that beautiful?" Her smile radiated pure joy.

Gabriel’s gaze softened as he listened. "That sounds wonderful," he murmured, his thumb brushing over her hand.

Amelie laced her fingers through his, leaning her head against his shoulder.

"I was thinking," Gabriel spoke suddenly, "we should hold a baby shower for Noa soon."

Amelie turned to him, eyes wide in surprise. "What? Really?"

"Yes," he said with a small smile. "We should welcome him properly, celebrate you, and your journey into motherhood. You deserve to be cherished, Amelie. And Noa deserves to feel that he’s already loved, even before he arrives."

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