However, Lilah knew her limits and only sampled each dish to curb her cravings.

As for the ice cream, she let it melt in her mouth before continuing.

Meanwhile, at the Harris family home, Gerard's car pulled in.

He had expedited his work at the company, leaving the rest to his assistant, just to come home early and spend quality time with his family.

Holding Lilah's favorite cake, Gerard entered the hall but found no sign of her.

"Sir, the madam went upstairs to rest after lunch," the housekeeper informed him.

Gerard nodded and went to the bedroom door on the second floor, knocking gently.

Silence. No one answered.

He checked the time; Lilah should have woken up by now. Could she be feeling unwell?

A sense of urgency gripped him as he turned the doorknob and pushed the door open.

The bed was neat and tidy, not a wrinkle in sight.

Gerard frowned and quickly checked the study and the sunroom.

No sign of Lilah. Calls to her phone went unanswered.

"Housekeeper, the madam is missing. Check the surveillance immediately," Gerard ordered, anxiety creeping into his voice.

The thought of Lilah being pregnant and potentially in danger was unbearable.

His expression darkened as he contemplated a hundred ways to make anyone who dared harm her pay dearly.

The household staff and nutritionist were all mobilized to search for Lilah.

Mr. and Mrs. Zhang, upon hearing the news, also called to inquire.

Gerard, worried they might be concerned, decided that given all they had been through, they could handle this, and instructed everyone to find her quickly.

At this moment, the surveillance footage was reviewed, showing that Lilah had driven out by herself, deliberately avoiding the household staff.

Seeing this, Gerard felt somewhat relieved.

However, her phone was unreachable, and he had no idea what had happened.

Just then, his phone rang.

Seeing an unfamiliar number, his heart sank.