Chapter 2083

Constipation? Jonathan gaped, utterly bewildered. When have I ever been constipated?

Nathaniel cleared his throat and shot Jonathan a pointed look. Understanding flashed instantly.

He resigned himself to carrying the constipation story on his back.

“Yeah… I guess I’ve been skimping on water lately,” Jon muttered.

The moment Cecilia understood what was happening, concern flooded her eyes. She slipped an arm around Jonathan’s small shoulders and drew him into a full- bodied embrace that smelled of warm vanilla and home.

“Jon, let me take you to a doctor, all right? You’re far too little to struggle with something like constipation.”

Hearing the word confirmed aloud, Cecilia’s chest pinched. Only a woman who has carried a child, nursed him through colic and fevers, knows how a single twitch of discomfort in that tiny body can split a mother’s heart wide open.