Chapter 68: Chapter 68: My Waist Is Going to Give Out
He carried the person in his arms towards the lounge.
Elias Lancaster sent the person to the lounge, snuggled a bit, and then walked out.
The full moon celebration today was grand, with guests sending their blessings and full moon gifts. He needed to entertain them a bit.
When the banquet officially started, he had someone bring Serena Yeats over to go on stage together.
The banquet didn’t end until the afternoon, and once they were home, Serena Yeats collapsed directly onto the bed.
"So tired!"
Elias Lancaster walked over, bent down to take off her shoes, and gently massaged her feet.
"Don’t wear these kinds of heeled shoes in the future, they’re tiring to walk in."
Serena Yeats let out a comfortable hum, lazily like a kitten, "The dress requires these kinds of shoes."
"As long as you’re comfortable, no one would dare say anything."
Elias Lancaster leaned down to pick her up, "Shower first, then sleep."
"Huh?" Serena Yeats glanced at the time, "What time is it now, going to sleep already?"
It wasn’t even dark yet, not sleeping time at all.
"We have more important things to do." Elias Lancaster whispered in her ear.
Serena Yeats blinked her clear big eyes, "The full moon celebration is over, and the guests have been seen off."
Suddenly, she felt a swelling pain in her chest and realized something.
"Yara and Yuri should be feeding now, Elias, let me down, I need to nurse them, or else Yara will start crying."
Serena Yeats hurriedly said, from when the banquet started, she hadn’t nursed Yara and Yuri, the nanny fed them formula.
"No need to feed them, Yara and Yuri have already been taken back to the Lancaster family by my parents, Nanny Livingston went along as well, today it’s just the two of us here."
"How could you do that? Mom takes care of me and the postpartum recovery while also caring for two babies, it’s very tiring. She still has to care for them now, let’s quickly bring the babies back."
Saying this.
Serena Yeats struggled to get down from Elias Lancaster’s arms.
Elias Lancaster put her down, hugged her waist, and lightly bit her earlobe, "It’s not convenient for them to come."
"How could it..."
Serena Yeats instantly understood.
She felt the hand on her waist starting to get restless.
Her face instantly turned red, even her neck was blushing, she shyly ducked away. "Stop..."
"Hmm?" Elias Lancaster deliberately hummed.
"Mom said not yet...
"It’s not up to her, I asked the doctor." Elias Lancaster said in a hoarse voice.
Serena Yeats’ face turned even redder, he actually went to ask the doctor for this matter.
She felt so embarrassed.
"It’s still daytime." Serena Yeats said in a soft voice.
Since the end of the postpartum recovery, it has been half a month since Elias Lancaster got a definite answer from the doctor.
He couldn’t wait any longer.
He picked up Serena Yeats, "Serena, I can’t hold back anymore."
Serena Yeats was carried into the bathroom, she thought it was just for a bath, but in fact, she was too naive.
A hungry man and a man who just indulged after abstaining for a while were overwhelmingly fierce.
This made Serena Yeats feel she greatly underestimated Elias Lancaster in this aspect.
During the pregnancy, the man who had been patiently holding back for her and the babies now seemed like a ravenous wolf, wanting nothing more than to consume her.
How did her self-controlled, gentle and considerate husband suddenly change?
When Serena Yeats was carried out of the bathroom by Elias Lancaster, her limbs were weak, she looked at the pitch-black night outside, thinking she could finally sleep.
However...
She was thinking too much.
Serena Yeats confusedly looked at the man’s figure in front of her.
She helplessly whimpered.
She couldn’t even remember when it all ended, even in her sleep she was mumbling about not wanting anymore.
As the sky began to lighten, Serena Yeats woke up, she was awakened by hunger.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Elias Lancaster looking at her, his eyes seeming to gleam.
"Wife, you’re awake?"
Serena Yeats hurriedly wrapped herself in the quilt and moved to the side, "Don’t look at me with that gaze."
That gaze, made her feel even more sore in the waist, as if it was going to break.
"You’re my wife, I’ll only look at you."
Elias Lancaster leaned down and kissed her lips, "Why are you awake? Sleep a little longer!"
"I’m so hungry!"
Serena Yeats hadn’t eaten much at noon, skipped dinner, and was dragged into a strenuous workout instead, she was now starving.
Elias Lancaster pulled her close by her waist.
He leaned down to kiss her, Serena Yeats was so startled she quickly covered his mouth with her hand.
Elias Lancaster took the opportunity to kiss her palm.
Her face instantly turned red, "I want to eat, I’m hungry."
Elias Lancaster then realized he misunderstood, his eyes flashed with helplessness, mixed with a hint of disappointment.
What a pity!
There were no servants in the villa right now, he had given them all a break.
He immediately arranged for someone to bring meals, all of Serena Yeats’ favorites, seeing her eat happily, he looked at her with eyes full of love.
"Serena, do you remember our first time?"
This sudden question caught her off guard, Serena Yeats paused, images flashing in her mind.
It was embarrassing.
She quickly lowered her head to eat, instinctively replying, "I don’t really remember, it’s been too long."
Elias Lancaster smiled, "It’s okay, I’ll work hard to make you remember."
As soon as he finished speaking.
Serena Yeats shuddered, with a premonition she might not be able to get out of bed for a few days.
"Elias, I remember now, can you not... wear me out so much?"
Elias Lancaster listened to Serena Yeats’ pleading tone, and chuckled softly, "How can it be wearing you out? I’m helping you recall the past."
Hearing his laughter, Serena Yeats felt her intuition was right, nervously gripping her chopsticks.
"I already remembered."
Elias Lancaster moved closer, biting her earlobe gently, "Really remembered?"
Serena Yeats trembled.
"Honey, why have you changed?"
Serena Yeats’ clear eyes showed her puzzlement.
Elias Lancaster enjoyed the term, "Say it again."
"Honey."
Elias Lancaster pecked her lips, "Good girl, tell your husband what’s different?"
Serena Yeats dared not meet his eyes, "When I was pregnant, you weren’t like this, or on the day my postpartum recovery ended."
Today’s Elias Lancaster was truly scary, as if he couldn’t be satisfied.
Elias Lancaster’s hand caressed her waist, "During pregnancy I was afraid of hurting you, I had to hold back, on the day your postpartum ended, my mom talked me out of it. Later, I asked the doctor, I don’t have to hold back anymore."
He had never changed, just suppressed his desires for her sake.
The days of cold showers were finally over.
"I don’t feel well right now."
Serena Yeats protested.
"I feel uncomfortable all over."
"Where doesn’t it feel good?" Elias Lancaster reached to untie her robe’s belt, "Let me have a look."
Serena Yeats quickly held his hand, stopping him from going further, "No need, it’s probably just hunger, I’ll feel much better after eating."
Elias Lancaster, "Then let’s think again about our first time."
Serena Yeats, "!!!!"