Mario Yuno cleared his throat and said to Kiara.
"Have you been taking good care of yourself? With the competition pressure being so intense, have you listened to any prenatal music to ease your mood? You're not alone now, so you must pay attention to your body. Don't let the baby in your belly feel uncomfortable, okay? When we get home, Husband needs to carry out a thorough 'inspection'—"
Kiara was initially focusing on listening but as he continued, his words became less and less appropriate, and by the end, they even seemed a bit risqué...
"Camden Yuno, can't you ever be serious!" Kiara almost laughed out of exasperation; wasn't he capable of being handsome for more than three seconds? Does he not care about the occasion when joking around?
"Daughter-in-law, I just want to tell you, in the third round, just compete as you wish. Win or lose, it doesn't matter. Even if you lose, I, your husband, can still bring the person back."
That was what Mario Yuno truly wanted to express.
