Chapter 59: Chapter 59

Chapter Fifty - Nine

Ava's POV

Sitting on my bed, I began rethinking every single word the Doctor had told me. After planting the seed of worry in my head he had just walked away. Leaving me alone to deal with all the doubts and worries. His words had me thinking about all the worst case scenarios. I felt a weird anxiety creep inside me.

There was a fear that was slowly brewing in the back of my mind.

Was there something wrong with me? With my health? Why was I getting sick so frequently? Whatever the cause was behind my current condition, was it going to affect my baby's health indirectly or directly? I was going to take the doctor's advice for sure. If something was wrong with my health then the full body health check up was necessary.

Not only will it help detect the problem beforehand, if there is any, but it will also help tackle the problem in its early stages, before it is too late. And not to mention, if it was directly, Or indirectly, affected my unborn child then? Then what would I do? I can not ignore the fact, now whatever happened to me happened to my baby. It was at risk too.

I closed my eyes in hope to stop my mind from overthinking but blocking my vision only made me concentrate on the topic more. There were fears that were swirling around in my mind everywhere. What if there was something with my pregnancy? Or with my baby?

Subconsciously, I did not even realize when my hand began stroking my stomach. To be very frank, I did not know how I was even coping with the situation of me being pregnant. Whenever I was reminded of being pregnant, there always was a hint of surprise and then a little anxiousness and then finally, I suddenly felt protected for my baby. But still, I did not think I was in love with the kid. It was a weird thing to protect someone that you did not love. Or fully aware that I was living with him.

I squirmed in my clothes because they were drenched with sweat. The material of the cloth was sticking to my skin. Both my T - Shirt and pajamas were soaked with it and now I started to stink. Not only my clothes but the bedsheet and the cover of my pillow, maybe even the pillow itself was wet from my sweat. Which made me feel even more disgusting than I was.

I was in desperate need of a shower and cleaning myself up. Also, the bed sheets and covers needed to change. It was disgusting. This whole disgusting mess was making me feel more sick. It reminded me of my state. Of how sick I had been. I needed to change it so I feel more of a human than more of a patient. Above this all, I needed fresh air. And living in this environment would provide me anything but.

For that I needed to feel clean, in a clean surroundings.

With that in mind, I pushed the blanket off me that had been draped over me and then I pushed myself off the bed. I came to stand on my feet. When I spun around my doubt had been proven right. The blanket was wet from my sweat and so was my pillow.  Damp with my sweat.

"Oh, man." I muttered to myself as I stared down at the mess.

I would change the sheets first and then I would go and take a shower. I promised myself. However, there was one problem with that. I was feeling weak, weaker than usual. And for whatever cause, my energy was draining fast. I was not feeling sick or anything but I was feeling weak. Even though the energy I had was draining by the second, I still pushed myself to work.

Picking the bedsheet from the bed, I gave it a big air whack to straighten it before I grabbed it's corners and began folding it. It was going to take some time to clean this stuff and straighten things out. After taking these sheets and covers off, I had to pull out new and fresh covers and replace them with these ones.

Suddenly, the door behind me churned open and I realised by the heavy footsteps that Jasper had returned from escorting the doctor out. I spun around, right at the moment when Jasper entered my room.

"What are you doing? The doctor told you to rest." Jasper said in disagreement when he saw the blanket in my hands. A frown decorating his beautiful featured face, showing his disapproval. He stepped inside the room more before crossing his arms around his chest. Shaking his head, from side to side, slowly.

"You need to rest." He said as telling a kid. Treating me like I had crossed a boundary and his parents were telling the kid where he had been wrong. I smiled at his reaction, trying not to show. Even though I was very well aware of the fact that I should be offended by the way he ordered me. That did not make me disregard the fact that he looked adorable.

Adorable and cute.

He was so cute.

If not for his manly face, I would have confused him for a five year old kid who was pouting at his parents for not bringing him his favorite toy or snack. Who would stomp around the house showing his anger for not getting what he wanted.

I tried to control myself by letting out a chuckle.

"What? What are you laughing at?" He asked, again making him appear like a five year old who was realising that people were making fun of him, without him even knowing the reason.

I shook my head at him.

Cute for sure. I tore my eyes from his face in an attempt to control myself from giggling again.

"Actually, I need to take a bath. I am covered in sweat. So, I will rest after taking a warm bath." I told him. I folded my blanket and picked up the pillow.

"What are you doing with it?" He questioned.

I turn myself around while struggling to pull the big pillow out of its cover. Jasper moved forward and unfolded his hands from his chest. Scowling at my struggle. Without muttering a single word, he covered the distance between us in a few strides and plucked the pillow out of my arm, smoothly. He had done it so easily and impressively that my heart skipped a beat because of it.

It made my body go rigid in all the right and wrong places.

"The bedsheet and the pillow cover, all are wet from my sweat. So, I thought that it would be better if I changed the sheets.

It is making me feel more sick than I already am." I told him. Jasper's frown eased a bit at my explanation and this time he continued the work that a few moments ago, I was struggling with.

In another smooth move, he pulled the cover off the pillow. He threw the pillow back onto the bed while he set the cover aside with a blanket.

He jerked his head at the bathroom, gesturing to it before speaking.

"Go ahead. I will do this for you." He told me, still pointing at the bathroom with his head.

This time I shook my head at him, slowly. Stopping him from going on with the chore.

"No. You don't need to do that. I will do it after I showered. So, you don't need to ..."

"Ava." One single word with seriousness. Jasper gave me one of his most serious looks. I shut up as soon as I heard it.

"Go." He said, dead serious. Leaving no place for arguments. His tone set the finality of the situation, making me surrender to his order.

I nodded my head and without another word, picked up a towel and went straight to the washroom. To get myself clean.