Chapter 144: The Pregnant Woman’s Mood

Giselle lost all her composure and charged upstairs, splurging recklessly on several outfits for women before storming back home. As dusk fell, Henry returned home, his countenance dark as storm clouds, sending shivers down the spines of the household staff with his foreboding presence. Giselle pretended not to notice and settled herself in the dining room, savoring the chef’s latest New Zealand culinary delights. After a lingering silence, Henry’s voice cut through the air, “Why didn’t you return to the office?” Giselle remained silent, her cutlery clattering against her plate in response. Henry inhaled deeply and marched over to her. “I’m talking to you.” “I didn’t feel like it—isn’t it my right to choose where I want to be?” She looked up defiantly, her eyes wide with an inexplicable fury, feeling utterly stifled. “I’m not taking away your freedom, but you should honor the commitments you’ve made.” With a sharp snap, Giselle slammed her cutlery down on the table and stood u