Vincent’s pov
Camilla froze entirely.
Her eyes widened, and she looked down at the paper cup in her hand as if she had completely forgotten she was supposed to be pregnant.
A sudden flash of panic crossed her face, and she immediately spat the remaining coffee out onto the polished floor tiles. She wiped her mouth quickly with her sleeve and looked up at me with a strained smile.
"I completely forgot that the clinical staff told me to avoid caffeine for the first trimester," she said, her voice shaking slightly as she set the cup down. "The stress of losing my campaign contract made my mind go completely blank. I promise you that I am taking perfect care of myself, Vincent. I will make a wonderful mother to our baby, and I will be the most supportive wife to you once we finalize our w
