IMPRESSION

ZHAN POV

As fun and unforgettable as our cruise was, I was excited when we arrived in Barcelona. I missed home; there was no place like it for me. We climbed in a cab and it drove to the airport.

We walked into Yibo's jet and I relaxed on the leather recliner next to him... I suddenly woke up in the forest, disorientated I looked around and I was all alone. It was freezing so I wrapped my arms around myself, I jerked up at a strange sound behind me. I looked around frantically

"Hello? Is anybody there?" I asked in panicthen I saw a figure I recognized from afar.

"Yibo." I breathed relieved and feelingsafe. I started walking towards him then halted at his expression.

It was as if I was a mere stranger to him, his head cocked to the side as he watched me with a cool indifference that sent a cold shiver down my spine.

"Yibo, it's me Zhan." I called out to himbut he showed no sign of recognizing me.

Much to my horror he turned around and began walking away.

"Wait! Don't leave me here." I called afterhim

"Yibo!" I started running after him.

I ran as fast as I could but I still couldn't reach him even though he walked at a normal pace not looking back. The cold air burned my lungs and the ferns and wild plants hitting against me as I pushed passed them. I tripped on a tree root and fell down scrapping my arms and hands; I looked up in time to see Yibo disappear into nothingness...

"Zhan!" I felt someone gently shake me

"Zhan, wake up" my eyes flashed open with a gasp.

I met Yibo's worried gaze; I let out a whimper.

He held me in a bear hug

"Its okay Zhan, you're safe." He soothed

"Its just a bad dream." He added.

I clung to him for dear life

"Please don't leave me Yibo." I said burying my face in his neck.

He let out a strained chuckle

"I'm not going anywhere my dear." He said,he paused giving me a chance to calm down

"Want to tell me about it?" he asked, tenderly moving my hair out of my face.

I shook my head; looking over his shoulder and out the window, it was darkoutside.

"Is there anything I can get you?" The maleflight attendant asked

"Ice tea please" Yibo replied withoutlooking up from me. He knew me well; ice tea always did the trick in calming my nerves.

I pulled away from him

"I need to go to the bathroom." I said whenhe didn't let me go. He gave me a 'are you sick' look and I shook my head standing up.

I retreated into the well-sized restroom togather myself; I tried to hold back tears for Yibo's sake. Seeing me cry upsets him a lot, even if it was irrational which in thiscase it was. I splashed some cold water on my face; it's just a stupid nightmare I told myself on the mirror. Though in my book I would gladly have a nightmare where I'm attacked by zombies instead of this one.

I couldn't put any significance or meaning to every dream I had or I'll go crazy. Even though a select few of them have had an uncanny resemblance to real life occurrences in the past.

I walked back out

"Are you okay?" Yibo asked handing me the cold beverage

"Yeah." I said truthfully sitting back down.

Soon enough we landed, and I felt even better as the familiar Beijing breeze hit me. I was happy to see Jeffery waiting for us; I hugged him as he greeted us. I've formed a special bond with each and every one of Yibo's employees.

That was easy since they all treated me with kindness and respect from the very beginning. We got back to the estate; it seemed different now that it wasn't covered in flowers and decorations like we left it a month ago.

Zela squeaked when she walked into theliving room to find us there, she and I embraced in a tight hug. I missed her crazy and carefree nature.

"Oh my God, Europe has been good to you,you're glowing." She said touching my hair. I chuckled rolling my eyes; more like Yibo has been good to me I thought watching him help Jeffrey take our luggage upstairs.

She grabbed my hand sitting me down on the sofa "I want details babe, how was it?" she asked.

"Can I take a rein check on that Zela, I'mreally tired." I said running my hand on my stiff neck. She slightly frowned but nodded.

"I thought I heard a familiar voice." Marisaid coming down the stairs. I smiled and got up to hug her too.

* * *

Over the next couple of months, everythingwent back to normal. The only difference now was that we were a married couple expecting their first child. Fortunately Yibodidn't dispute me working during that time, but that wasn't the case when my baby bump started to show. The media was surprised about my special case and took the chance to take cover it for the newspapers, as if my pregnancy was vital information to millions of people.

Another one of our compromises was that if I wasn't with Yibo, I couldn't go anywhere without a bodyguard. Itwas hard agreeing to that but Yibo can be very persuasive, though I only agreed to have one I refused any more.

Like we agreed we redecorate and repainted the small bedroom across from ours. Yibo and I wanted to find outthe sex of the baby when it was born, so we decorated the room with neutral colors. Working on the nursery with Yibo was a wonderful experience, even when he decided to paint me instead of thewall.

Now eight months and pregnant, I couldn't be happier and excited. I've read and heard different experiences ofpregnancy, but experiencing it myself was an indescribable thing.

Sometimes it would hit me; I was growing a little human, a little Yibo inside of me that was a miracle to me.

I sat on the rocking chair in the nursery,loving the relaxing back and forth motion. I gently rubbed my protruding belly, talking to my little boy. I had a silly hope that somehow he can hear my voice and understand just how much his father and I loved him.

I looked up to see Yibo leaning against thedoorway with his heartbreakingly gorgeous smile. He was still wearing his suit without the jacket, his tie was loosened and his sleeves rolled up.

Devastatingly handsome as usual;I smiled back

"Hi." I said and he walked towards me

"How was work?"

"Good, but not as good as coming home to such a beautiful sight." He said.

He crouched down in front of me.

"He or she is very fortuitous to have you for a mother." He added fervently.

I smiled stroking the side of hisface.

"He." I corrected and Yibo chuckled

"You're still adamant it's a boy?" he askedand I nodded stubbornly.

He playfully rose an eyebrow

"And if it's a girl?" he asked just as I felt the baby kick again.

"Whoa, you're a kicker aren't you?" I saidquietly.

Yibo's eyes grew concerned

"Are you okay?" he asked and I chucklednodding.

I took his hand and placed it on my belly

"Feel him kick, that's a boy for sure." I said.

Yibo smiled as he kicked again, sometimes he'd keep me awake at night with his kicking. Yibo nodded satisfied; he once mentioned he'd like for it to be a girl but I knew every father wanted a son.

"But to answer your question, I would behappy either way just as long as it's healthy." I said and he kissed me.

"Well have you thought about names?" he asked and I paused

"Hmm I was thinking if it's a boy Zhen Xin." I said and he smiled

"hmmm... It means pure soul."He said then he chuckled

"He's going to love that name when he reaches his teens" he added.

I laughed,

"True," then I checked with him and he nodded

"What if I got pregnant again and it's another boy?..." I said,

"Fan Xing." He said after a pause and Ismiled

"I like it, what if it's a girl?" I said

"Qi Ji, it means miracle." He said.

"Aw, I love it." I said,

"Did you like thinking these names through?"

I asked and he laughed

"No actually, they just popped up right now."

He said and I cupped his face

"Huh, you have a gift." I said kissinghim.I woke up to find Yibo walking out of thecloset already dressed for work

"Morning love, sleep well?" he asked and Inodded shifting,

"The baby didn't kick much last night, hebehaved." I said and Yibo chuckled.

"I'm sorry I can't see Pearl with you today,I've got an urgent meeting." He said sitting on the edge of the bed; I shook my head.

"Its okay, I'll be fine." I said, he smiledthen leaned down to kiss my forehead then my belly, which had been a routine for the past month.

To watch a man of his stature being domestic was been an earthshaking experience. He was probably enjoying my pregnancy more than me; I smiled.

"I'm already sharing your attention and he's not even born yet." I teased when he stood up;

he chuckled.

"You're too beautiful to be greedy my dear." He said grabbing his jacket; I laughed,

"I love you." He added.

I grinned,

"I love you too." I said and watched him walk out.

Pearl was my instructor for breathingexercises I started taking a month prior; I heard it helped deal with the stress of birth. And if I didn't get up I was going to be late for my personal appointment. I sighed and got up, after a long shower I opened up the massive closet. As usual Ai and Zed were ahead of me, doing the maternity shopping for me in advance.

They claimed that their version of maternity fashion was much more extraordinary. I had to give it to them, they're right. I got dressed and went out of the bedroom.