The Villainess Needs a Hug (Ivy Windsor) novel Chapter 867

"He'll know. He can definitely feel his father's presence," Jamison said confidently, taking her hand and having her sit down beside him on the bed.

"Starting tonight, you don't need to stay the night with me anymore. A hospital is still a hospital, and even a VIP suite isn't as comfortable as home. You're our top priority now. Taking care of yourself and the baby is the most important thing."

Jamison's tone was gentle, a stark contrast to his usual clinginess. Without waiting for her to respond, he reached for his phone. "I'll have the driver come pick you up. You need to get some rest. And tomorrow, I'll have the family..."

"Don't!" Ivy quickly stopped him. Their eyes met, and she hesitated, her brow slightly furrowed. "Maybe... let's not announce it just yet. Let's wait until after the first trimester, when things are more stable."

Having lost one baby, she was especially cautious this time. It was common wisdom not to tell people in the first three months, for fear of jinxing it. Ivy didn't consider herself superstitious, but at this moment, she felt it was better to be safe than sorry.

Jamison understood her worries. "I'm stuck in the hospital and can't take care of you, and you don't have experience taking care of yourself while pregnant. We need to tell the family so they can send a couple of people from the main house to help. That way, I won't have to worry about your meals and daily needs."

Ivy considered it and realized he was right, but she had another concern. "But if someone from the family comes, what if they find out you're sick and the news gets back to your grandmother?"

Jamison thought for a moment. "We'll just have to be careful. It shouldn't be a big problem. Besides, the surgery was a success, and I'll be mostly recovered in a few days." As long as his recovery went well, it wouldn't matter if the family found out. The worst he'd get was a lecture.

"Alright then..." Ivy agreed.

Adela Ludwig gasped, her voice jumping an octave. "Really? Ivy's pregnant?"

Jamison couldn't contain his smile. He looked at his wife with adoration in his eyes. "Yes, Ivy's pregnant. It's still very early, only five weeks. I'm too busy with work to take care of her right now, so could you send a couple of people from the estate tomorrow morning to look after her?"

"Yes, of course! I'll arrange it right away. They can be there tonight!" Adela replied, then, as if afraid she'd misheard, she asked again, "Are you sure? It's only been about half a year since her surgery. Didn't they say it would be difficult for her to conceive?"

"Difficult, yes, but not impossible," Jamison said. "Weren't you the one nagging us about it all the time? Why are you so disbelieving now that you've gotten your wish?"