Chapter 825

Eden dodged, keeping the ring just out of reach. "You're really hung up on this ring. Could there be something special about it?" he asked, inspecting it closely. He studied it intently. "Who knows? Maybe there is." "Eden, you're insane," I muttered, annoyed. He ignored me, still focused on the ring. Exhausted from struggling with him, I finally let go. Since getting pregnant, I've been easily tired. I drifted off into a deep, dreamless sleep, only to be startled awake by something soft and furry brushing against my face. I jerked up and opened my eyes. The car had stopped, and Eden was teasing me, brushing his cat's tail against my cheek. He was the type who loved playing with things like foxtails or cats. It seemed he had a weakness for anything fluffy and soft. People like him usually hid some emptiness, some deep craving for affection. I glanced at his face. He was smiling faintly. "You were sleeping soundly. You must trust me quite a bit to not worry about me selling you