I'll Teach You, Marianne.

Because Anne vomited quite a lot, in the end their plans to go to the hospital were canceled. Jack couldn't bear it if Anne came to the hospital wet and dirty. Jack was shirtless in his coat and his shirt was soaked with Anne's vomit.

"Be patient, we will arrive soon," said Jack softly to Anne, who was still looking down after throwing up again for the umpteenth time.

Anne did not respond to Jack's words. Her head was very heavy and her stomach seemed to be churning at this moment, while previously Anne was grateful that she did not experience a severe hangover like when she was pregnant with Christian when Jack was told she was pregnant.

With patience, Jack continued to gently massage the nape of Anne's neck, although it could not help much but Jack hoped that what he was doing now could make Anne more comfortable. Nicholas, who was their driver this time, tried to get the car faster so they could get home faster.

After traveling for almost 30 minutes, finally the car driven by Nicholas arrived at the mansion. As soon as the car stopped, Anne, who had been holding the car door handle on her left for almost ten minutes, finally opened the door, and as soon as the door was opened, Anne again threw up whatever that was left in her stomach. But still it was very painful for her. Her whole body went limp and she almost fell out of the car with the door open if only Jack had not grabbed her by the waist from behind.

"Nick..please hold my wife from the front," shouted Jack loudly from inside the car with his hand still holding Anne's waist.

"Yes, sir."

Nicholas immediately held Anne's hand, which was still holding on to the door handle, even Anne's legs were now hanging and getting ready to get out of the car before she threw up. However, apparently the nausea couldn't be contained for too long, so Anne finally threw up again from the car. Jack, who had gotten out of the car from the next door, immediately ran to the other side of the car to come to Anne. As soon as he arrived in front of his wife, who was very pale at the moment, Jack immediately carried her like a bride after Nicholas released his grip on Anne's body which was very weak.

"It's okay, we have arrived home. Be patient," said Jack softly as he brought Anne into the house.

Anne, who was already very weak, did not respond to Jack's words. She just kept quiet and dropped her face on Jack's bare chest which was full of muscles and covered with a few fine hairs. From the park, Luis, who was watching Christian playing, narrowed his eyes. He ordered the five servants in the garden to take his place for a while watching Christian playing with the Himalayan rabbits that Luis ordered from Russia.

"What's wrong with Madam?" Luis asked Nicholas who was watching the car which was dirty with Anne's vomit.

Nicholas turned to Luis, who looked worried. "Madam threw up."

"Threw up? What do you mean?"

"Women who are pregnant must be throwing up, aren't they? Now that's what's happening to Madam," Nicholas answered to the point, informing Luis of Anne's pregnancy.

Louis nodded his head. "Oh Madam is pregnant... what?! You're not joking right? So the results of Doctor Caitlyn's blood test are out?"

"Yes and now please give me an idea how to clean this car, Luis," Nicholas answered quietly.

Luis looked inside Jack's limited edition Range Rover, which was very dirty. "Take away all the seats in the car and take them to the showroom to make seats that are as good as these chairs. It's not that hard, Nick."

"Thrown away? I have to throw away all these expensive seats? You know this is one of Master's favorite cars, right, Luis?"

Luis, who was walking towards Christian, stopped his steps and turned to Nicholas. "That car means nothing compared to Madam and the baby, Nick. Trust me."

Nicholas was silent hearing Luis' words for a while until he finally decided to do what Luis said even though he was a little afraid. But there really was no other way but to replace all the wet and dirty chairs with new chairs. Good job, Nick.

Jack, who had arrived in the room, immediately took Anne to the bathroom at her request. She wanted to take off all her dirty clothes in the bathroom.

"Go out, Jack, I don't want you here," said Anne softly as she undressed when she was sitting on the edge of the dry bathtub.

"Why is that?" Jack asked confused.

Anne looked at Jack wistfully. "I'm dirty and smelly, you must be bothered."

Jack smiled and immediately knelt before Anne. "Silly woman, what are you talking about? Don't talk nonsense. Let me help you take off your clothes. Don't linger in the bathroom, Doctor Caitlyn is on her way. Maybe in ten to fifteen minutes she will be here."

Anne smiled faintly at Jack's words. She resigned when Jack helped her remove all the clothes attached to her body. After successfully stripping her naked, Jack also took off his clothes and joined Anne, who was rinsing under the running warm water of the shower. After she was pretty sure the rest of the vomit wasn't left on her body, Anne then put on the bathrobe that Jack had provided.

"I can walk on my own, Jack. You don't need to carry me," said Anne softly, rejecting Jack who wanted to carry her back.

Jack, who only used a towel to wrap his body, glared at Anne. "But you're still weak."

"You can walk with me, Jack. I don't want to be carried." Anne repeated her words to Jack again.

"Very well, Madam. I will do whatever you wish."

Anne chuckled at Jack's words. With small steps, and with the help of Jack, she finally reached the bed. Jack did not allow her to go to their walk-in closet to get her clothes. In a short time, Jack was back in front of Anne with a set of sexy nightwear. Damn.

"Jack, are you kidding me?"

Jack shook his head quickly. "These clothes are the easiest and most comfortable clothes for you to wear, I'll have no trouble helping you put on the panties too." Jack lifted his panties with straps on the right and left into the air innocently.

"Jack!!!" Anne screamed with her face turning red.

Instead of changing into the underwear he was holding, Jack pushed Anne to lie down and immediately took off the bathrobe that his wife was wearing to help her put on her underwear. Jack's blood immediately rippled when he saw the beauty of Anne's body. His manhood had already hardened by now, it was a painful torment for Jack because he couldn't finish his desire considering Anne's condition, who was still pregnant. Damn, he was helpless. 

Anne, who had no energy, finally could only give up. She let Jack put the sexy lingerie on her body. He truly was a perverted husband. The touch of Jack's finger that landed on her skin occasionally made Anne close her eyes and to avoid the sound of her moaning, Anne even had to bite her lips hard. Jack really tortured her. Well, pregnant women's hormones were starting to dominate.

To be continued