Fortunate to Have You This Lifetime
Chapter 1167: I’m Going to Give Birth_1

Chapter 1167: Chapter 1167: I’m Going to Give Birth_1

Purple Summers still remembered Alexander Summers’s dream of wanting three little princesses. Counting the two in her belly, even if they were both girls, they were still one short!

If they were boys...

Then she was doomed. Until when would she have to keep giving birth?

Turning over with difficulty, Purple faced Alexander and said seriously, "Swear that you’ll never let me have children again."

Alexander thought for a moment and nodded, "I swear, after this pregnancy, if I ever let you have children again, I’ll be punished by never being able to father a son."

Purple: "..."

How much do you not want a son?!

Alexander went on, "After you’ve finished puerperium, let’s go to Pearlpoint. It’s both cold and dry here in Kingsley, and it’s troublesome even to take the kids out for a walk. We’ll come back after the winter vacation, when the new term starts next year..."

Mentioning the start of the term, Purple remembered her internship next year.

The final half-term of the research institute would start in March next year, and she was supposed to arrange an internship at a law firm, followed by the looming choice...

Choice...

Purple sighed softly.

She hadn’t decided how to choose until now.

Alexander, hearing her sigh, asked her, "What’s wrong?"

"The school’s teachers think that I’m more suited to be a lawyer." Purple was very conflicted, "What do you think?"

"Well, being a lawyer isn’t bad," Alexander said, "It’s quite leisurely when there are no cases."

Purple pursed her lips and remained silent.

Seeing no response from her, Alexander sensed something and asked, "Do you want to become a prosecutor?"

"I don’t know..." Purple sighed again and said in a muffled voice, "Maybe influenced by that pet abuse case last time, the teachers think... I’m not proper enough. Actually, after giving it some thought, maybe being a lawyer is indeed a bit more suitable..."

"People within the system indeed have more rules, and being too individualistic will only add to the burden of the whole institution’s operation," Alexander said, "But you don’t have to worry too much about suitability. As long as you like it, you can do anything."

Purple’s eyes met his, "What if I insist on being a prosecutor?"

"Sure," Alexander smiled, "As long as you’re happy. Living in this world, it’s best to be a bit selfish, make yourself happy first, and then consider how to benefit society and create value. That way, you will contribute willingly. If it’s the other way around, it’s against your heart, falsely noble."

Purple laughed, "Not simple at all, to be able to say a few serious words after becoming mayor."

"When have I ever been not serious before?"

"When have you ever been serious?"

"You haven’t appreciated it fully. Maybe there’s a profound philosophy hidden in those words?"

Purple thought to herself: More like hidden dirty jokes, more likely.

She could engage in verbal battles in the courtroom, but she couldn’t beat Alexander’s twisted logic. Glaring at him, she decided to ignore him.

After lying on the bed for a while, it was time for dinner.

She wasn’t very hungry but forced herself to eat something, thinking of the children in her belly.

After dinner, it was customary to take a few strolls to aid digestion. It was too cold outside, so she wandered around inside the house. But today her belly felt particularly heavy, and after a half-round walk, she couldn’t take it anymore. Her hips were sore and swollen, excruciatingly uncomfortable, and she only felt at ease while lying down.

Atra Blanc said it was normal, given how close she was to her due date with twins; discomfort was to be expected.

"Endure it, being a woman means going through this. When the children are born, you’ll feel that all the hardship now is worth it," Atra Blanc comforted her.

Purple nodded and listened; she could only endure. What else could she do if not bear with it?

The more uncomfortable her body felt, the more it seemed like a wicked fire was burning within her heart. Seeing Alexander threw her emotionally out of balance, and she couldn’t quell her anger without pinching him.

Why don’t men give birth to children?

—The anger of a pregnant woman is unreasonable.

Alexander had gotten used to it, treating it as a part of their fun.

In the middle of the night, Purple woke up the soundly sleeping Alexander. Thinking she was going to torment him again, Alexander, good-naturedly asked, "Are you thirsty, hungry, sweaty, have stomachache, leg cramps, or need to go to the bathroom?"

Purple said, "I’m in labor."