You Looked Down on Me Once Now You Look Up (Patricia and Oliver) novel Chapter 876

“Even if I have to go hungry?”

“Yeah, as long as it’s reasonable.”

Patricia pressed on. “What if I just don’t do anything at all?”

“That’s fine. I’ll handle everything. I’ll take care of you. I’ll take care of the baby.”

She couldn’t help but laugh. “Have you been secretly taking classes on how to keep your wife happy?”

He grinned. “Learning never stops.”

Only he knew how anxious he actually was. Just looking at her, knowing she wasn’t feeling right, made him want to climb the walls.

He might look calm on the outside, but inside, he was anything but.

How could Patricia not notice how much Oliver loved her?

Every little thing he did showed it. That quiet, careful love, always mixed with a bit of worry and helplessness.

Since she’d gotten pregnant, she was up several times a night. No matter how late, Oliver always woke up with her.

He’d walk her to the bathroom every time.

Her immune system was weaker now, her skin more sensitive. If her clothes weren’t comfortable, she’d get rashes all over.

He’d organized her whole closet, filling it with only the soft, comfy clothes she liked wearing these days.

The baby’s constant squirming put her in a bad mood sometimes, and now that she was seven months in, she still hadn’t felt up to buying baby things.

Oliver took care of everything. If he didn’t know what to do, he’d look it up online. If that didn’t work, he’d ask his brother or sister-in-law.

If it was urgent, he’d call Maggie or her grandma.

He paid attention to every detail.

No matter how busy work got, he still found time to interview nannies.

No matter how late it was, he always came home.

Since Atticus moved back to Riverdale, Oliver, who always used to avoid social events, started showing up to any gathering Atticus planned.

Those meetups always meant drinking and smoking.

No matter how much he’d had, even if he was still a bit tipsy, the first thing he did when he got home was head for the guest room and clean up before he even went near her.

He just didn’t want the smell of smoke or alcohol to bother her.

It was all these little things… so many of them…

Patricia turned and reached for the hem of his shirt, looking up at him with clear, watery eyes.

Her gaze made Oliver’s heart twist.

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