Chapter 1784

Maeve unleashed a furious tirade at Zion. Nearby, Charlie and Lyra instinctively covered their ears. It was the first time Charlie had ever seen Maeve lose her cool like this, but Lyra just nodded knowingly. "Pregnant women, you know," she muttered. "Mood swings hit hard." She would know—her own pregnancy had been far more chaotic than Maeve's. When Lyra noticed Charlie stifling a laugh, she reached over and twisted his ear. "What are you laughing at? I'm not done with you yet! Buying all that stuff—do you have a death wish?" Without waiting for a reply, she dragged Charlie toward the room, leaving Zion to deal with Maeve. With a swift motion, Zion scooped Maeve into his arms. Caught off guard, Maeve froze. "Let's take this upstairs, sweetheart," Zion said. His deep voice carried an unmistakable edge. Maeve, now a pregnant woman with zero fight in her, could only gape as Zion carried her back to their room. Once inside, Zion gently set her down on the bed, handling her as i