I Became the Maid of the Lout Prince

Life as a Pregnant Woman Is Inconvenient in Many Ways.

Things that I used to do without a second thought suddenly became an inconvenience the moment I got pregnant.

Gaining weight, having a swollen belly that restricted my movements, and struggling to eat because of morning sickness were just the beginning.

Even sleeping had become a challenge—I had to keep tossing and turning, or sleep on my side to accommodate my growing belly. The constant pressure also meant I had to visit the bathroom more frequently.

Out of all the basic human needs being interfered with, the most frustrating one was, without a doubt, my sex drive.

Naturally, pregnancy placed certain restrictions on my ability to be intimate with Ethan.

‘This is exactly why I didn’t want to get pregnant.’

It wasn’t about the potential for succession disputes or the burden of raising more children. Those were just theoretical concerns.

What actually bothered me the most was not being able to have sex with Ethan properly.

On the rare occasions we did manage to do something, it was always with my mouth or from behind.

Otherwise, it was just his fingers, and that was it.

Either way, it wasn’t enough.

I mean, how was I supposed to put it? Ethan finishing inside me was always the most satisfying part.

His size alone was a factor—his fingers couldn’t even reach the same places he could.

‘…No. Stop. Thinking. About. It.’

Maybe it was because I hadn’t been able to release properly in a while, but my thoughts kept drifting in that direction.

I needed to clear my head.

A light walk should do the trick.

Ever since what happened in Mireya, Ethan had stopped restricting my movements outside the estate, so taking a stroll nearby was within the allowed range.