Although Joanne has no advantage in terms of height, she definitely does not belong to the category of "small and delicate".

Despite this, when she had to help Brian wipe his sweat, she still had to lean closer to him.

Brian s 185+ elevation is ... really too high.

Joanne just prepared a dinner, body is wearing a set of comfortable and slim home clothes, black long hair casually tied into a gentle low ponytail, looks loose and lazy, the whole person looks extraordinarily gentle.

Brian slightly lowered his eyes, so he could see her delicate and detailed features, and the evening breeze coming from the oncoming Buddha was also mixed with the scent of her body, which drilled into his breath without any hesitation.

This was the image Brian had once dreamed of - him coming back from work and Joanne welcoming him out of the house just in time.

Today, this image is really happening.

The scenarios are the ones he imagines and the people are the ones he wants.

Everything is perfect.

Brian gently grabbed Joanne's hand, lowered his head and kissed her on the lips.

Joanne hadn't reacted yet and looked at Brian in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"It's nothing." Brian's lips held a pleasant smile, "I'm going to take a shower."

Joanne followed Brian back inside the house, helped him prepare his clothes, and took advantage of Brian's shower to go to the children's room to see the two little ones.

As if Aiden and Romy had an appointment, the two of them opened their eyes in unison just as Joanne entered the room.

Aiden is still quiet, just "humming" from time to time, but Romy is not so obedient, "wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah wah, as if to attract the attention of the adults.

Martha had already picked up Romy who had made a scene first, and Joanne went over to hug Aiden.

Little Aiden still had that obedient look, looked at Joanne and smiled adorably.

Joanne felt very thankful - fortunately, Aiden was only waking up in the morning with a wake-up call, and the rest of the time he behaved himself.

Otherwise, she wasn't sure she could handle the little guy.

Brian came out after his bath, Joanne and Martha had also settled the two little ones.

The siblings were well fed and in a good mood as they lay in their cribs humming softly, Sagittarius sounding like he was singing.

Usually in this situation, Brian would not put his attention on the two little ones.

Since the little guy was behaving himself, he was of course more concerned about his wife.

Brian took Joanne's hand, "Go down to eat."

Joanne drank the bowl of soup, and after that, her movements became very swallowed, and the dishes that Brian pinched for her piled up into a small mountain in front of her.

She had to beg Brian for mercy, "I can't finish it, so stop pinching it and eat more yourself."

Brian had long noticed that Joanne had been eating very slowly.

He put down his chopsticks and looked at Joanne, "Not feeling well?"

He had always known that whenever she was in her physiological period, Joanne didn't have a good appetite, especially when she started to have pains.

Joanne thought about it and felt that there was actually no point in denying it at such a time.

She nodded, "It hurts a little." After a pause, she looked at Brian in resignation, "I don't want to eat ..."

Brian of course wouldn't force Joanne, and sopped up a bowl of soup and handed it to her, "Drink this before you go back to your room."

Joanne didn't have much appetite, but still obediently drank the soup, wiped the corners of her mouth, and returned the bowl to Brian,"Okay!"

"So well-behaved." Brian's lips hooked up in a satisfied arc, taking Joanne back to her room, lifting the quilt and signaling her to lie down, "Have a good rest."

Joanne hesitated and said, "I want to take a shower first ..."

Brian had no choice but to help Joanne prepare everything and help her adjust the water temperature before allowing her to enter the bathroom, looking at her before closing the door and admonishing, "Don't wash for too long, lest you catch a cold."

Joanne couldn't help but smile as she looked at Brian's serious appearance and pushed him out, "Alright, I know."

She closed the door, feeling that the pain in her belly had eased quite a bit, simply took a shower, and as soon as she returned to her room, she saw Brian sitting on the sofa reading a document.

Under the warm light, the lines on the side of Brian's face were deep and charming, and one look at him could make people die for him.

As Brian's wife, Joanne sometimes felt that God was too biased - he gave Brian the best appearance and brain.

Then again, if not for that, how could she have taken one look at Brian when she was ten years old and never forgotten him?

Joanne walked over and looked at Brian curiously, "Why don't you go see Aiden and Romy?"

"They have Martha to take care of them, there won't be any problems." Brian holds Joanne's hand, "I don't worry about you."

"..." Joanne looked at Brian somewhat blankly, suddenly feeling as if her heart was filled with something, but she couldn't help but mouth off, "I'm not a child."

Westfall and Sagittarius are the ones who need to be taken care of, okay?

"You're not a child, so I'll take care of you." Brian picks up Joanne and puts her on the bed, pulls the quilt over and wraps it tightly around her, "Hurry up and sleep."

Joanne grabbed the corner of the blanket and subconsciously asked, "What about you?"

Brian hooked the corner of his lips and looked at Joanne in a good mood, "You want me to stay with you?"

"No, I'm just asking!" Joanne's mouth was in the wrong place, "If you have something to do, go and get busy!"

Although Brian saw through Joanne, he didn't say anything, leaning down to brand a slapdash kiss on her forehead and said, "I just have to look at a few documents today, I've already decided to look at them in my room, so you can rest assured that you'll be able to sleep."

"... "Joanne looked at Brian, the corners of her lips uncontrollably rippled with a smile, "Since you've already made up your mind, I have nothing to say!"

Brian's voice was low and gentle, like the sound of a zither flowing out of the attic inadvertently, "Go to sleep."

Joanne's heart was extraordinarily settled.

It felt like someone who had been drifting in the dark night for a long time finally seeing a glimpse of dawn.

She closed her eyes and found a comfortable position under the covers and into|sleep.

When her consciousness became blurred, Joanne remembered many things, many crisis factors, and every time she did this, she would hear the sound of Brian flipping through the documents.

A voice in her head told her that Brian was here.

So there's nothing to be afraid of.

Joanne leaned on the peace of mind brought by Brian and fell asleep before long.

Brian finished reading a document and soon noticed that Joanne gradually did not move much.

He walked over and looked, Joanne had indeed fallen asleep, sleeping extraordinarily deeply, her beautiful and serene sleeping face made people unable to shift their gaze.

He kissed Joanne's forehead, but this time it was not a slapdash kiss, but lingered deeply for a while before leaving the room to go to the study to deal with things.

After taking care of things, Brian went back to the children's room to see the two little ones.

There wasn't much movement in the children's room, only Sister Wu and Martha sterilizing the two little ones' bottles and some daily necessities.

Seeing Brian come in, Martha smiled and said softly, "Aiden and Romy are especially well-behaved today and have just fallen asleep. By the way, where is Mrs., why didn't she come?"

"Joanne is asleep."

Brian had planned to take a look at the two little ones and leave, but when he really saw it, he couldn't move his feet.

They were his children, and to this day, he still finds it surprising.

"Mr. Lambert, go and mind your own business." Martha said, "I'll take care of Aiden and Romy."

Brian nodded and gently tucked the two little ones in before leaving.

This night was exceptionally calm at Dingya Lodge, and everyone slept peacefully and soundly.

Yuna, who was dozens of kilometers away, was not so comfortable.

The Kent family's old mansion.

Yuna also didn't notice from when onwards, the atmosphere of the entire Kent family's old mansion had become a bit tense, even the servants underneath had a cautious look, fearing that something had gone wrong in any place.

Only the young and ignorant Emily still bounces around every day, eating and sleeping and playing games.

Because of Emily, Yuna was not so depressed.

After dinner in the evening, Rowdy did not come back, Yuna did not ask too many questions, pulling Emily's hand to take him upstairs to take a bath.

Emily ate a lot of delicious food in the evening, at this time of course, Yuna said anything is good, obediently grabbed Yuna's hand, jumping and jumping to go upstairs.

Just at this time, Rowdy came back from outside and called out to Yuna, "Yuna, wait a moment."

Yuna and Emily turned back in unison, and it was Emily who eventually spoke out first, "Huh? My daddy's back!"

After the brat finished being surprised, Rowdy had already walked to Yuna in large strides, his eyes burningly staring at Yuna, and there seemed to be a very complex emotion surging in the bottom of his eyes.

Mu was familiar with this look from Rowdy - it meant that his daddy had something for Auntie Yuna.

The Kid blinked quaintly and asked, "Daddy, do you need me to disappear for ten minutes?"

Rowdy glanced at Emily, "Whatever."

The little guy cocked his head and thought - Daddy hadn't asked him to disappear right away, so that meant he could stay, right?

Why would he disappear when he could stay?

"I'm not disappearing!" Mu firmly grabbed Yuna's hand, "I'm going to stay with Auntie Yuna."

Rowdy didn't pay any more attention to the brat and looked at Yuna and said, "The night after the big day, accompany me to attend a reception."

Yuna's reaction has always been very swift, but this time, she really didn't react and looked at Rowdy in confusion, "What did you say?"

Rowdy repeated patiently, "The night after the big day, accompany me to attend a reception - is that clear?"

"..."

Yuna heard it clearly, and heard it clearly.

Still, she had a sense of disbelief.

Yuna even wondered if there was some kind of hole in Rowdy's brain.

If not, how could he have brought her to the reception?