Kian's POV

"Are you two fighting?" My mother whispers in my ear as we sit at the dining table and eat our breakfast.

"No, we're not." I reply while staring at Archie who's boring his eyes at me.

"Then, why did he sit at the other end of the table? He always sits by your side. Did you do anything to upset him? Kian, I told you many times not to disappoint him and do anything he asks for." She scolds me while shaking her head before she gets up and goes to sit next to Archie.

I sigh as I continue to stare at Archie who gives a small smile to my mother when she went to him. Today he's sitting at the other end because he didn't want to sit next to me. We didn't fight but he's angry at me for something so silly. I have even apologised, though I didn't do anything wrong but he's not talking to me.

He's now already in his seven month and as he's carrying more than one child, he can't really do anything on his own without help. I have been taking care of him all the time. He can't even walk on his own as the babies weight makes him unable to stand properly. I help him in bathing, in dressing up, I feed him and stick to him all day and night. His change in behaviour is sometimes terrifying me. One moment he's happy and the next he cries.

Even now the reason he's angry at me is because I left to attend the meeting without informing him. Usually, everyday we wake up with eachother and together we bathe. After that, I help him walk to the dining table and eat our food, whether it's breakfast, lunch or dinner. But today, I woke up early because I had a meeting. That time, he was still sleeping. So I took a bathe by myself and left for the meeting, informing rema to look after Archie. I was going to return early and be back before he would wake up but it took few more extra minutes. So by when I returned, he already woke up and got ready. From then on he's not talking to me.

Now, as I watch him eating happily while chatting with my mother, I decide to talk to him later and help Gia to eat. When we finish eating, my father helps her to get down the chair and takes her to the study chamber as it's time for her teacher to come. As Gia is now growing, we appointed a teacher for her who comes here for four days in a week and teaches her everything that she as a royal family has to know.

Along with them, I too get up and walk to Archie to help him. But as soon as he notes I'm approaching him, he immediately asks my mother to help him walk to our chamber and my mother nods at him, glad to help her son-in-law. Groaning at the scene, I decide to give him sometime and talk to him later as he won't listen to me now or understands me.

Making my way to the work chamber, I get busy with work and cater the time for others to listen to their problems, issues or just anything in general. This goes on for the whole day that I didn't even go to eat lunch instead just stayed here all the time. The sun finally sets down and as everyone one after the other leaves to their respective houses, I too head back to our room. When I reach, I find Archie and Gia on the bed as Archie is helping Gia with some writing work.

He looks up at me when he hears the door sounds but goes back to help Gia knowing it's just me. Not saying anything, I directly head to the bathe area and take a long bathe by soaking myself in the water until the exhaustion leaves my body. After feeling sated, I leave the area and dress up in my night clothes. By then, I don't see Gia in the room anymore but Archie is still sitting on the bed. Knowing she might have been taken to her room by rema, I get on the bed and get ready to sleep.

"Won't you eat dinner?" Archie whispers as he asks me.

"I'm not hungry, I don't feel like eating now." I reply and close my eyes.

Suddenly loud grumbling resonates in the room and I open my eyes immediately to see Archie holding his bulging belly in embarassment.

"Did you eat dinner?" I query him as I sit up on the bed worriedly.

He shakes his head no for my question and I frown as why he didn't eat. He usually eats whenever he gets hungry.

"Why didn't you eat?" I ask him.

"Because I was waiting for you. I wanted to eat with you." He mumbles keeping his head down.

"Weren't you angry at me this morning? Why would you wait for me? Even if it's not that, isn't already late for you? You should eat early and take medicines." I scold him when he said he didn't eat yet and he have to take vitamins.

"I told you I was waiting for you. I'm eating with you everyday, so without you I don't feel like eating. I didn't enjoy today's breakfast and I thought I would eat lunch with you but you didn't come. I just ate because I should eat. Now I'm waiting for you, instead of understanding you're raising your voice at me." He cries out covering his face in his palms.

He's crying again, infact crying is what he's doing most of the time now. At the beginning it was hard for me to see him cry but when my mother told me pregnant people do behave weirdly, I then thought it's cute. But now I don't find it either sad or cute, it's kinda of irritating me to be honest. If he's so angry, he should just scold me or hit me instead of crying. Sometimes he cries so hard and for so long that it scares me thinking it might harm him or the babies.

"I'm sorry, Archie. It's my mistake, I shouldn't have talked like that. Now tell me what you want to eat, I'll ask the chef to cook that for you." I apologise and immediately bring up food because that always works. Whenever I talk about food, he forgets everything and stops crying.

"I want to eat chicken soup." He mumbles sniffing before looking up at me.

I nod at him before wiping his tears and ask him whether we should go to dining room or eat here, "you want to eat here for now?"

When he agrees to me, I get down the bed and go to the cooking room. The maids are still there, cleaning and doing other stuff. When they see me standing there, they all bow at me before asking me if I need anything. I tell the head cook to prepare chicken soup for two of us and some strawberries for Archie before I get back to our room. As I walk in, I find him trying to get down the bed and I run to him to help him before he could loose his balance. He smiles at me and I walk us to the tea table where I sit and make him sit on me.

Tears well up in my eyes and I feel sorrowful as I hold him tightly in my hands. He's going through alot, seeing him having such a hard time as days pass by is making me regret my decision of wanting another child. I never thought it would be this difficult for him. Even if it's annoying or irritating, I can bear everything but I seeing him having difficulty even to do small things makes me guilty. And to think, there's two more months to go which are only going to be more hard.

He can't eat well or sleep well. Many times during these seven months, he would wake up during the nights because he can't find himself to sleep. Though most of the times he cries for silly reasons, there were times when he cried because of pain, because he couldn't bear it anymore. Witnessing everything he's going through makes me go back to time when he went through all this alone. Even with someone beside him who's taking care of everything, it's so hard. How did he manage when it was him alone? It may not be as difficult as now because that time it was only Gia, but still it's the most hardest thing to overcome, I know that.

When I think of all these, I can't help but feel bad for him. Even with his silly acts and sulky moods, I can't get angry at or upset by his behavior. After all, he's going through all this because I was the one who asked him for the baby.

"Kian, what's wrong?" He calls me pulling me out of my thoughts.

I glance at him confused as why he's asking me what's wrong.

"You seem to be thinking by yourself and you have tears in your eyes. Am I bothering you so much? I'm sorry, Kian. I don't want to be like this but I can't control what I do. But I promise from now on, I'll try to behave and don't trouble you anymore." He says making my heartache for him.

"Don't say that, Archie. You're not bothering me or anyone for that matter. I'm just thinking about how you're going through everything and it's making me feel bad because you're having a hard time. That's all, I'm not troubled by you or anything. Okay?" I tell him because I don't want him to think otherwise.

"Okay, but don't feel bad Kian. I'm having hard time, true but it's for our babies, right? Once we see them every hardship vanishes into thin air and we forget all those. I felt like how you're feeling now when I had Gia but after giving birth and having her in my hands for the first time, I forgot about everything. All I felt was happiness. I know that's how you're going to feel once I give birth. So, don't worry yourself because of me. I'm fine." He responds with a smile and I nod at him before placing a kiss on his forehead.

Even with everything he's facing, he's still making me feel better about the situation. This is what makes him different from everyone. He thinks about others first before himself. I feel greatful to God for giving him to me as my husband. And I hope just like he said everything is going to be fine.

After our heartfelt conversation, I hear a knock on the door and rema walks in along with the maids who brings us food. Serving us, they leave the room and I help Archie to eat before I eat dinner. We then go to bed as it's time to sleep and Archie wants to lay down as he couldn't sit anymore. Lying him on the bed, I sleep by his side and cover ourselves with the blanket before getting into sleep.

During the deep night of the time, I hear loud screams and wake up immediately to find Archie whethering on the bed with his hands clutching on his belly. He's sweating all over. Worriedly by his behavior, I sit up immediately and throw the blanket away before tending him.

"Archie, what's wrong?" I question feeling anxious of the situation.

What's happening so suddenly?

"Kian, my stomach, it's h-hurting alot." He groans as tears flow from his eyes.

Hearing that, I immediately climb down the bed and walk to the other side. Lifting him in my hands, I walk us out of the room and head to the physician's lab. His cries fills the hallways all the way as I carry him.

"Hold on, Archie, just for few minutes." I whisper before I feel him go numb in my hands.