Mr. Pretentious: Miss Valerius, He is Begging for a Title-Chapter 172: Baby Acting Up, Needs Daddy to Soothe

Chapter 172: Chapter 172: Baby Acting Up, Needs Daddy to Soothe
Sebastian Ford never imagined that Eleanor Valerius would try to appease him with seduction.
Clearly, he was completely taken in by it.
His deep-set eyes followed Eleanor’s fingers as she unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her flawless, fair skin.
Eleanor stood before him, clothes half-draped, a tantalizing sight.
"Master Ford, what do you see?"
"Chest."
Sebastian narrowed his eyes slightly, his voice becoming hoarse.
He hadn’t expected her method of appeasement to be so straightforward and brazen, leaving him a bit at a loss.
Even though it was daytime, since Eleanor was earnest in appeasing him, he wouldn’t refuse.
However, he wouldn’t easily forgive her; if she wanted to appease him, it had to go deeper.
Eleanor caught the dangerous flirtation in his eyes.
"I was asking if you saw the evidence of infidelity you misunderstood from me?"
Sebastian’s gaze was intense and passionate.
"What?"
His subdued voice carried both disappointment and anger.
"Master Ford, we’ve already broken up, so I don’t really need to explain or prove anything to you."
Eleanor blinked her eyes, advancing by retreating, explained, "But you dragged me here because you misunderstood what happened with Damian Lowell last night in the hotel. It was because Mrs. Croft and Regina Jennings suspected me, so I hid in the hotel.
You should easily be able to find out that Lawyer Lowell and I stayed in separate rooms, nothing happened, we’re just regular friends."
She couldn’t let Sebastian continue misunderstanding.
Otherwise, it would implicate Damian Lowell, and she would lose her freedom too.
"Master Ford, do you have anything else you want to ask?"
After explaining, Eleanor buttoned her shirt back up.
"Ha, so you want me to release you?"
Sebastian felt once again teased into frustration, coldly ridiculing, "You took off your clothes but explained with words, seducing me directly would have been more effective."
Eleanor: "..."
She didn’t dare provoke him when he was angry in bed.
"You little fox, do you think my punishment is just because of last night? Even if you didn’t stay in the same room with Damian Lowell, every time you’ve chosen him over me is evidence against you."
Sebastian lazily crossed his long legs, his brows filled with pent-up hostility.
He admitted, his emotional outburst was all due to jealousy.
The role of both a lover and a superior had vanished, leaving only his current domineering elder status.
"I warned you to beware of Damian Lowell’s ill intentions, he schemes against you at every turn, yet you chose to trust him, does this count as infidelity?"
"Master Ford, I believe Lawyer Lowell is a good person."
Eleanor couldn’t help but retort.
As unfamiliar as he might be, in her memory, her ’Vincent’ was also the kindest and most gentle person.
Hearing Eleanor defend Damian Lowell, Sebastian instantly flew into a rage and stood up abruptly.
Suddenly, Eleanor was startled and instinctively stepped back wanting to flee.
As she turned to see Nathan Kendrick and the Ford Family’s bodyguards at the villa entrance, she abandoned her futile struggle.
"Eleanor Valerius, I will cage you here, and you’ll never take a step away from me for the rest of your life."
From behind, a low, gruff voice carried a dangerous warning as it approached slowly.
Sebastian reached out, stroking her hair.
"Why?"
Eleanor stiffened slightly, sadness hidden in her eyes as she questioned, "Master Ford, the lover’s game is over, why imprison me?"
"Eleanor Valerius, I’m no longer your lover, now I want you as my mistress."
Sebastian touched her face, his touch possessive and intimate.
"I make the rules in this game; stay here obediently, from now on I’ll be the only expectation in your world."
He didn’t want to see Eleanor’s pleading gaze, nor did he want his emotions to lose control.
"Nathan, don’t let Eleanor Valerius take a step out of the villa."
"If she dares to come out, should one break her legs?"
Nathan Kendrick’s eyes were gleaming with excitement.
Sebastian lowered his gaze.
"It’s your legs that would be broken."
"..."
Eleanor stood frozen in place, watching as Sebastian’s figure left.
She truly had become the captive plaything privately owned by Sebastian Ford!
But, what about the child in her belly!
...
After leaving the hotel, Damian Lowell couldn’t find Eleanor Valerius.
He couldn’t it to the police nor could he make a fuss, even when Regina Jennings called, he could only explain that Eleanor was with him.
In Aethelgard, Sebastian Ford’s influence was beyond what he could shake.
In a moment of helplessness, Damian Lowell contacted Jasper Sinclair for help.
Minute by minute passed by.
Eleanor Valerius felt restless and anxious in the unfamiliar villa.
Having not eaten breakfast, when the servants brought lunch, for the sake of the baby’s health in her belly, she had to adjust her mindset as a captive.
However, the terrible mood made the pregnancy reactions worse.
Eleanor Valerius almost vomited everything she ate, and she felt particularly uncomfortable.
Today, Sebastian Ford intentionally left her here alone, without a phone or any way to contact the outside world.
By dinner time, she was still vomiting severely and felt a bit palpitated and shaky.
"I’m not eating!"
Eleanor Valerius suddenly lost her temper and went straight to the bedroom to sleep.
Following this, Nathan Kendrick, who was responsible for observing and guarding, had his own interpretation of Eleanor’s situation.
When Sebastian couldn’t hold back and called to inquire after a day of holding back.
Nathan Kendrick exaggerated astonishingly: "Bro, Eleanor Valerius didn’t eat anything today, she’s gone on a hunger strike!"
"What did you say?!"
This casual remark shocked Sebastian Ford to the point of losing composure at the Ford Family dining table.
At that moment, Mr. Ford and Byron Ford, who were dining together, both turned to look.
Byron Ford even moved closer, trying to eavesdrop but failed.
"Father, I have to go now."
Sebastian Ford got up to leave, unable to conceal his anxious loss of control.
So much so, that Mr. Ford frowned suspiciously, thinking that this didn’t look like a work-related issue but rather a personal matter.
With a gesture from Mr. Ford’s eyes, Byron Ford realized and secretly followed Sebastian Ford out of the old house.
However, Byron Ford’s sports car couldn’t keep up with Sebastian Ford, who was speeding away.
...
Back at the villa.
Sebastian knew that Eleanor Valerius was sleeping in the bedroom and walked over quietly.
At a glance, he saw her asleep, her complexion pale and weary, genuinely worried that she might do something drastic to harm herself.
Did she really not want to stay by his side like this?
"Master Ford."
The private doctor came over with nutritional fluids and a syringe.
Sebastian Ford’s gaze deepened as he approached the bedside, looking at Eleanor Valerius still asleep. He gently lifted her arm.
At this time, the doctor cautiously prepared to administer the infusion.
Eleanor Valerius felt Sebastian Ford’s presence and woke up.
As a result, she saw the doctor preparing to give her an infusion, and immediately struggled to refuse in alarm.
"What are you going to inject me with?"
It’s dangerous to randomly use medications when pregnant; the baby could be at risk!
"Careful!"
Sebastian Ford didn’t expect her reaction to be so intense.
He directly grabbed the sharp needle to prevent her arm from getting scratched.
"Eleanor Valerius! Calm down! This is just nutritional fluid. What did you think I was going to inject you with?"
Eleanor Valerius froze, speechless with lingering fear.
Sebastian Ford frowned at her overly fearful expression, and self-mockingly laughed: "If you really dared to go on a hunger strike, I would consider preparing medication that would make you obediently listen."
His threat was also a sign of his worry.
He wasn’t even angry at her lack of trust.
"Who said I’m going on a hunger strike?"
Eleanor Valerius was shocked, glimpsing Nathan Kendrick slipping away outside the room, and explained helplessly, "I have gastroenteritis discomfort, I eat things and then vomit, I would never harm my own body."
The baby might have sensed her mood, and it had been fussy the whole day.
Upon hearing her answer, Sebastian Ford took an almost imperceptible deep breath.
"Master Ford, your hand?"
Sebastian Ford’s palm had been cut by the needle.
He signaled the doctor to leave first, and then got up to go downstairs.
Eleanor Valerius was stunned to see the bloodstains on the sheet.
After a while.
She suddenly smelled a burst of fragrance wafting up from downstairs.
Eleanor Valerius went downstairs and saw Sebastian Ford, wearing a white shirt, personally cooking dinner in the kitchen.
"I’ll just eat it and vomit, you don’t need to waste time cooking."
She was very hungry but dared not eat.
Sebastian Ford uncovered the pot lid to reveal a dish of minced meat steamed egg.
Eleanor Valerius moved closer, sniffed the aroma, peeked in, and couldn’t help but gulp.
"Try it."
Sebastian Ford scooped a spoonful, blew on it until it was not hot, and then fed it to her.
Eleanor Valerius hesitated but couldn’t resist the hunger, cautiously opened her mouth to eat.
The taste of the steamed egg was smooth, tender, and fragrant, awakening her taste buds.
Sebastian Ford watched her intently.
"Do you want to vomit?"
"I want to eat."
Eleanor Valerius replied with an awkward smile.
She hadn’t expected that the baby fussing, causing her to vomit everything she ate, was merely waiting for Daddy to soothe it into calmness.