When My Sister Stole My Unborn Baby

The next morning, Gianni accompanied me to my prenatal check-up. Throughout the appointment, he was attentive, asking the doctor all sorts of questions. The doctor smiled and remarked, "Your husband is really attentive. You don't find many men with such responsibility these days."

Gianni held my hand, his eyes filled with warmth. "This child is a long-awaited blessing. Of course, I'll take good care of everything."

As we left the examination room, we bumped into Kailani. She was wearing a loose summer dress, and as soon as she saw us, a self-satisfied look flickered through her eyes. I glanced at her conspicuously protruding belly and couldn't help but smirk inwardly. No wonder she'd claimed it was a coincidence to be pregnant at the same time as me. She'd planned this all along.

She walked up to me with a mischievous grin. "Hey, sis, when's your due date?" She reached out to touch my belly. My gaze turned icy, and I swatted her hand away.

"What do you think you're doing?" Kailani's face darkened, a flash of irritation crossing her eyes.

Just as she was about to speak, I lowered my head, placed a hand over my stomach, and murmured weakly, "My stomach... it hurts a little..."

Her words caught in her throat, her smug expression disappearing instantly. Gianni immediately supported me, sounding worried. "Did the check-up take too long? Do you want to head back and rest?"

His voice was filled with concern, but I clearly saw his reassuring gaze fixed on Kailani. I lowered my eyes and softly said, "I need to use the restroom."

He frowned, wanting to come with me, but I waved him off. "No need, you wait here."

He hesitated for a moment but eventually nodded. "Take care."

I headed to the restroom, and as soon as I shut the door, I saw him hurrying away. Unsurprisingly, he was going to comfort Kailani.

I quietly followed and stood at a distance, watching him calming her down with a patient and gentle tone.

Kailani pouted, "Have you developed feelings for her? She was so rude to me just now, and you didn't even stand up for me. Deep down, do you still have feelings for her?"

Gianni sighed helplessly, softly consoling her, "I'm just thinking about the child. After all, she is..."

He didn't finish his sentence but pulled a beautifully crafted jewelry box from his pocket, taking out a brand-new bracelet and gently placing it on her wrist. His voice was tender, "Here's the new bracelet you wanted last time. I got it for you."

Kailani's expression softened, a satisfied smirk appearing on her lips. "I made a lot from that stock you recommended last time. Got any more tips for me?"

Standing there watching the scene unfold, I couldn't help but find it laughably absurd. Gianni, using everything of mine to please her.

After turning away, I took out my phone and made a call. "Hi, I just need to confirm the surgery schedule."

"Yes, everything will be ready for tomorrow."

Behind me, Gianni's familiar footsteps came to an abrupt stop.

"Tomorrow?" His voice carried a hint of confusion. "Where are you going?"

I turned to face him, meeting his gaze with a faint smile. "I've scheduled a prenatal photoshoot. I thought a family portrait might be a nice keepsake."

His expression shifted slightly, uncertainty flickering in his eyes.

I deliberately raised an eyebrow, my tone lighthearted. "What? You don’t want to join me?"

He opened his mouth, his eyes evasive. "It's not that... I'm just worried you'll get too tired, and I have a meeting at the office tomorrow. Maybe we should reschedule?"

Looking at him, I chuckled softly, my voice gentle and understanding. "It's fine, work is important. I can go alone."

He seemed to relax, smiling as he affectionately ruffled my hair. "You're so understanding. What would I do without you?"