Eventually, Tracy's belly stopped growing, and she could only lie in bed, gasping for breath, surrounded by the stench of feces and urine.
She could no longer get up to use the toilet and had to rely on a bedpan, but with her excessive weight, it was difficult to clean herself properly.
Watching Tracy rot away in bed, I couldn't help but chuckle.
There was only one month until the due date, and I had already packed my hospital bag, eagerly anticipating the arrival of my child.
However, Tracy suddenly began to act up, crying out every day that she felt terrible and wanted to go to the hospital.
The family tried to comfort and persuade her, telling her to endure it for the sake of the baby.
"You're carrying a dragon prince. He's definitely different from an ordinary child. If you're feeling uncomfortable, just bear with it for the baby."
But soon, her discomfort kept her awake all night, and she lost a lot of weight.
Every day, she screamed and cursed at everyone, venting her pain.
Hearing her wails, the nanny couldn't take it anymore and cautiously suggested, "Should we take her to the hospital? After all, she is a high-risk pregnant woman..."
Before she could finish her sentence, Wade slapped her to the ground.
"You outsider, why are you meddling in our family's affairs? Are you trying to harm my son?" he said fiercely.
I walked over to help the nanny up and gently said, "Yes, after all, Tracy is carrying a dragon prince. He doesn't like an ordinary child. Heaven is watching over her, so we shouldn't worry."
Wade nodded in satisfaction and then asked me, "Aren't you also about to give birth? Is there any sign?"
I immediately frowned and pretended to be worried, saying, "Not yet. Sigh, the way ordinary people carry their pregnancies is just different from how Tracy is carrying hers. Look how energetic she is!"
Wade then dismissed his doubts, telling me to take care of myself and also to help Tracy during her postpartum recovery.
By now, Tracy could hardly eat because of the pain, and seeing her lose weight day by day, Wade decided something had to be done.
So he brought in some equipment previously used for feeding livestock and had it attached to Tracy.
"Eat more, dear; consider it for the baby," he said.