Comeback Of The Adored Heiress

Chapter 1380:

Madisyn glanced at Andrew. His expression was serious yet steady as he walked beside her. The words she wanted to say remained unspoken.

Once they returned to their room, Madisyn and Andrew lay down together.

The familiar scent of lavender wrapped around Madisyn, usually enough to lull her into sleep. But tonight, every time she closed her eyes, Nana’s words echoed in her mind.

In the silence of the night, the memories she had buried during the day crept back in.

She suddenly remembered the moment she first found out she was pregnant with Nana—how Andrew had been elated, brimming with joy and excitement.

Every time Nana moved inside her, and Andrew noticed, his face lit up in pure amazement.

He had clearly looked forward to their baby’s arrival.noveldrama

Madisyn’s eyes fluttered open.

She recalled how Andrew’s attitude had shifted after witnessing the pain childbirth had put her through. The fear that took root in him only deepened when he learned of the tragedies some women faced during labor. It had left him with a grim view of having another child. Yet, Andrew was someone who cherished family above all else. He had lost his closest blood relatives at a young age—how could he not yearn for another connection, another heartbeat tied to his own?

It dawned on Madisyn then—Andrew’s supposed resolve not to have another baby wasn’t truly his own. He had simply chosen her, without hesitation, over the longing buried deep within him. That realization sent a tremor through Madisyn’s heart.

She knew her own body, understood her own strength. She could endure the hardships of carrying a child. More than that, she had the courage to embrace the hope that came with it.

If Andrew was willing to make sacrifices for her, then why couldn’t she take the first step to fulfill not just his wishes, but also their daughter’s? After all, she loved children. And more than anything, she longed for a home filled with warmth, laughter, and the sound of tiny feet running through the halls.

Turning her head, she looked at Andrew lying beside her.

The steady rhythm of his breathing filled the quiet room, but Madisyn knew—he was still awake. The soft glow of the bedside lamp cast shadows across his sharply defined features.

The answer in her heart became clearer. She would take the first step. “Honey…” Madisyn’s voice was barely above a whisper. Andrew opened his eyes, meeting her gaze in the dim light.

The soft glow from the bedside lamp cast gentle shadows, allowing Madisyn to faintly trace the sharp contours of Andrew’s face.

Their hands were intertwined beneath the blanket. Madisyn gently slipped her hand from his grasp.

Andrew turned onto his side, concern flickering in his eyes. “What’s wrong? Do you need some water?”

Madisyn shook her head. “I just can’t sleep.”

“Want me to help?”

As he spoke, Andrew’s hand moved beneath the blanket, settling against her back, and he was ready to soothe her to sleep with a bedtime story.

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