The next day.

Joanne woke up before seven o'clock, but Wendy, who was curled up on the lounge chair, slept sweetly. She got out of bed and awakened her softly. "Wendy, go to sleep in the bed."

In her life, it was the first time for Wendy to sleep in such an uneasy way. At that moment when she saw the bed, even if it was a hospital bed, she seemed to be happier than seeing her relatives. She climbed to the bed half conscious, wrapping herself with the quilt, then went to asleep within half a minute.

After all, she was still a little girl.

Joanne smiled helplessly and went to the bathroom to wash.

Just after she squeezed the toothpaste, she suddenly felt nauseated, and spitted out the bitter water. Her stomach felt uncomfortable as if it were being tightened with a thin rope.

In those few days, she seemed to get more and more into vomiting. She thought that she needed to ask the doctor if that was normal.

Wendy was awakened by Joanne's movements. She kicked the quilt and slid into the bathroom with her slippers. "Cousin, are you okay?"

Joanne gargled and squeezed a smile. "The normal reaction to pregnancy, I will be fine after I take a break."

Wendy gently caressed Joanne's back. "I will let Dr. Tian arrange it later, and you'll have a checkup before leaving the hospital."

"Okay," Joanne nodded and said, "It's not seven yet, you can sleep for a while, I will wake you up when it's time."

Wendy opened her mouth with a big yawn. "Okay."

Joanne went back to the ward after washing; Wendy had fallen asleep again by then. She sat lightly on the small sofa, looking at the city that had not yet awakened outside the window, and she felt a little confused for a while.

Regarding the future of Brian and her, and the children in her belly, she had no clue about them-it felt bad.

When it was about eight o'clock, Aunt Nyla brought them breakfast.

Seeing Wendy was still sleeping, Aunt Nyla said with a light voice, "Mr. Scott was coming over, but it seems that the company has something that needs to be dealt with, so Mr. Scott rushed over and said that he will come to see you after work in the afternoon."

While saying that, Aunt Nyla had opened the thermos bottle, and poured out a bowl of porridge. "You must be vomiting in the morning, so you cannot eat something too strong. First drink some porridge; I will go to the seafood market to buy black fish and stew some soup for you."

"Thank you, Aunt Nyla." Joanne quickly finished a bowl of porridge; noticing that it was almost time, she went to wake Wendy up.

Wendy had a tough time getting up from bed. Joanne did her best to make her open her eyes. She mourned and kicked off the quilt, then went to wash with scattered hair and sorrow.

After Joanne finished breakfast, Aunt NylOriont back. Wendy also went to work, and only Joanne was left in the ward.

Worried that Joanne would feel bored, Chris asked Aunt Nyla to bring her tablet computer. She was attracted by a title after she opened it to browse the news.

-Joanne met the parents of the Jameson Family, good things were near.

It reported that she and the Jameson Family had dinner yesterday. In the photos published, she and Mrs. Jiang had a great talk. Mrs. Jiang gently held her hand, seeming loving and intimate. Shawn sat next to her and smiled slightly. The whole picture was harmonious.

The report said that the Jameson Family had a dinner at the Jiangyuan Hotel the day before, and then Shawn arrived with Joanne. The Jameson Family was very polite to Joanne, especially Mrs. Jiang, who seemed to like Joanne very much.

The reporter guessed that it may soon come the time to see Joanne and Shawn announcing the marriage.

As for the sudden appearance of Brian during the meeting, and the later leaving of Joanne, not a word of it was mentioned the article. Instead, it mentioned that Mrs. Jiang offered an interview.

The reporter asked Mrs. Jiang how to treat a remarried woman.

Mrs. Jiang smiled and said, "No matter what a woman has experienced, she has the power to pursue happiness when she reaches the age."

In that case, it was clear that she didn't mind that Joanne had a previous marriage. And it meant that the Jameson Family was willing to accept Joanne.

Sure enough, the news commentary area was blown up. After being called "sophisticated", Joanne was also called "slut". After getting Brian, she also shamelessly seduced Shawn.

Joanne sought joy within sorrow: Wasn't anyone saying that slut was the highest evaluation of a woman's appearance? She just thought that they were praising her.

Many reporters contacted Joanne, trying to confirm whether she and Shawn had truly reached the point of marriage; she turned off the phone and completely isolated herself from the outside world.

In the afternoon of the next day, Joanne went through a medical checkup according to Dr. Tians arrangement.

The results were very good; the two babies were healthy and developing well, and Dr. Tian allowed Joanne to leave the hospital one day in advance.

That day happened to be Friday, and Chris took off from work and then picked up Joanne.

On the way back, Joanne saw red lanterns hanging on both sides of the road. The happy New Year music entered her ears from time to time, and she realized that the Spring Festival was coming soon.

When she was young, the most anticipated holiday was the Spring Festival. The family would not only become very lively, but there would also be the rarely eaten melons and fructose on the coffee table. She could ask for the toys and dolls that she liked at that time because her mother would not refuse her.

Joanne suddenly had something in her mind. She said, "Brother, let's go and buy something for the New Year!" They were lonely enough at that period; they should add some flavor to the holiday.

"It just snowed yesterday; the road is too slippery. Besides, there are so many people in the market, who can guarantee that they will not touch you?" Chris did not mean to stop at all, then he glanced the disappointment on Joanne's face. He smiled and said, "Do not worry, I have all those things sent to the house, and I promise you that they will all be things that you would like."

When she got home, Joanne was happily playing with those things. The lanterns were hung on the balcony of the living room. The dried fruits were placed on the coffee table. The doors and gates were decorated with the decorations of the New Year. Chris carefully guarded her from behind her, being afraid that something would happen if he didn't pay enough attention.

Joanne felt better, and the smile had returned to her face. "Brother, you don't have to be so careful; I will take care of myself."

"You pay attention to yourself; I will mind on my own." Chris did not relax for half a minute. "The things happened the day before yesterday, once is enough."

When Joanne set the decoration of the kitchen, and was coming down from the small stool, Chris hurriedly reached out and held her hand. "Be careful."

"..." Joanne suddenly retracted her foot and stood on the stool. She looked at Chris seriously. "Brother!"

"What's wrong?" Chris raised his eyebrows and said, "Can you talk to me after you get down?"

Joanne appeared as if she had not heard Chris's words. She smiled and said, The New Year is coming, Freya should be back, right?

Chris's energy was all placed on protecting Joanne. He did not listen carefully to what she asked, so he consciously replied, "She decided to fly directly to Arlington in Cambodia."

After he finished speaking, he realized that the sentence leaked his secret and looked at Joanne with annoyance.

Joanne did not expect such a big harvest, and she got down from the stool slowly, staring at Chris. "Brother, what are you still hiding from me?"

In the past few months, there were no news of Freya. She thought that Chris did not know where Freya was, or whether Freya was having fun, but at the moment it seemed... Chris was clearly paying attention to Freya in secret!

Chris avoided the torch-like look of Joanne. "Don't tell her."

During that time, Freya ran around, and she went to all the safe and insecure places. If he had not been worried that she would have trouble or that something would go wrong, he wouldn't have bothered to check her whereabouts.

Joanne smiled and clapped her hands. "Depends on my mood! However, the mood of pregnant women is capricious, did you know?"

Chris looked gloomy, and Joanne had an instant achievement.

It was not easy to influence Chris's emotions.

However, it didn't take long for Joanne to be jaunty-in the afternoon she had vomited several times in a row, not even having appetite for dinner, lying weakly in bed. She seemed to be intensely tortured.

That situation continued until the next day.

Chris called the doctor and got the answer. The answer was that the seriousness of morning sickness was normal. They had to pay attention to the supplement of water and nutrition to pregnant women.

In order to avoid affecting the fetus, she could not be injected, nor use drugs to stop vomiting; Joanne could only bear it until it passed.

In the afternoon of the next day, Joanne's morning sickness was relieved. She looked quite weakened, and Chris was sitting on the edge of her bed with a distressed heart. The eyebrows were tightly tied together, and he had already killed Brian thousands of times in his mind.

Joanne squeezed a smile. "Brother, I am fine, it is already OK."

Chris caressed the hair on Joanne's forehead. "Do you want to eat?" Joanne had basically eaten very little in the past two days.

Joanne still had no appetite and shook her head. "Don't you still have to attend Lambert Group' annual meeting? Go, I will call Aunt Nyla when I am hungry."

"I won't go," Chris said, "I'll stay with you at home."

"Just go for me." After a moment, Joanne continued to say, "Go see Brian for me."

Chris sighed and changed clothes to rush to the hotel.

Joanne threw up the whole night last night. When she woke up, she was sore and so tired that she didn't want to move. At the moment, since she didn't want to vomit, she simply closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

At one o'clock in the morning, it was like she suddenly felt something. Joanne woke up and looked around in the empty room. She thought of Brian without warning.

The news that she and Shawn's talking about marriage was hotly debated online for two days. If she had not said those things to Brian that night, he would have soon gone to her side...

Joanne discovered that she missed Brian deeply. As long as he came to see her, even if it was to mock her.

According to Brian's character, he believed her so unreservedly, and tried his best to ask her to stay. She still refused to turn back and even said that... he should... no longer approach her.

In the middle of the night, all emotions would be magnified, and the pain that oozed from the bottom of her heart was clearly understood. Joanne couldn't help it, tears fell from the corner of her eyes, she was completely drowned by a desperate sadness.

At that time, Chris, who had just returned home, came in by pushing the door. Although Joanne had wiped away her tears, he still saw her red eyes.

He rushed over and turned on the lamp near the bed. He asked, "What happened?"

Joanne shook her head and squeezed a smile. "I don't know why I cried. Right, is Lambert Group' annual meeting... going smoothly?"

It's very smooth, Chris said, Lambert Group' catastrophe happened this year, but fortunately it survived. Brian mentioned the financial crisis in the previous period at the annual meeting and said that it had been overcome. The employees are very excited. He also found out the root of the tax evasion problem. After submitting the materials, the Inland Revenue Department and the Commercial Crimes Investigation Division will review the case, and Lambert Group will soon prove its innocence."

"I knew that he could do it." The haze of the heart was set aside, and Joanne's appetite was restored, "Brother, can you help me heat the food?"

Chris's lips opened and seemed to want to say something, but in the end he only said OK and then went out to help Joanne heat the meal.

Joanne did not notice that Chris wanted to say something else.