With Dolly's consent, Wendy began preparing for the postgraduate entrance exam with her whole heart.

In preparation for the exam, as well as the work in the hospital, Wendy was so busy that she almost had no time for herself. When she needed to work overtime, she even wished that one more day could be added up to 48 hours.

After a few days like this, Joanne and Freya soon found out that they couldn't find Wendy even if they called. When they sent messages to her, it always took Wendy a long time to reply and sometimes it even took a whole day before she replied.

"Something's wrong." Freya thoughtfully looked at the chat box with Wendy on WeChat. "We've also taken the postgraduate entrance exam but we were not so busy! She doesn't even have time to send me an emoji?"

Joanne thought about it and said meaningfully, "Maybe... Maybe she wants to be so busy."

Sometimes, being busy all the time was the best way to escape from some things.

Freya had not used this method, so she did not understand Joanne's meaning. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "In that case, Wendy has a tendency to torture herself?"

Joanne, "..." Wendy was wronged...

Freya waved her hand. "Let's not talk about that silly girl. Let's talk about you. Are you going to the hospital for delivery soon?"

As a matter of fact, Joanne was only five days away from delivering the baby. All the people in the Lambert Family were highly nervous and they were like fully armed soldiers, waiting for the horn to sound and rush to the battlefield.

Joanne was the only one who was not concerned. However, the closer the delivery date was, the more relaxed she became. Not only did she show no signs of nervousness on her face, but she also looked like she had nothing to do with it.

In addition, Joanne also felt that she didn't need to go to the hospital to wait for the delivery. She shook her head and said to Freya, "I don't want to go to the hospital in advance."

Her worst memories took place in the hospital.

Her mother had left her in the hospital forever. During the period of time after she was forced to divorce Brian, she had spent almost every day in the hospital.

And she had almost lost her two children in the hospital.

Although the hospital was not at fault, after so many things happened, Joanne really could not develop a good impression of the hospital.

"You don't want to go?" Freya thought for a moment and what she said hit the key issue. "Does Mr. Brian agree?"

"Eh..." Joanne touched the tip of her nose. "Based on how nervous he is right now, I think... he probably won't agree."

Freya uttered an "Oh". Then, she had an expression of "I understand". "You haven't discussed this matter yet, have you?"

After saying this, Freya looked at the time. Believing that Brian should be almost home, she picked up her bag to leave. "Then you take your time to discuss, I'll leave first!"

Joanne couldn't stop Freya even if she wanted to. She could only watch her fly away.

"She's not at all reliable!"

She wanted Freya to stay and help her persuade Brian!

Facts had proven that Freya was more and more farsighted. Not long after she left, Brian's car arrived at the gate of the house.

In the past half month, unless there was a social engagement that could not be put off, Brian always went home early. Even if there was a job that had not been handled properly, then he would bring it home.

Everyone in the company knew Joanne's expected delivery date was imminent. They all expressed their understanding of Brian and gave Gavin a sympathetic look at the same time.

It should be noted that Brian could go to work on time was all due to Gavin working overtime.

Joanne expected Brian to tell her about going to the hospital. So, she ran to the door to help Brian take the slippers, but it was inconvenient for her to do so with her pregnancy. Brian held her and softly said, "I'll do it."

Joanne did not force him. She straightened her back and smiled at Brian. "Are you thirsty? Do you want something to drink? I just saw a way to make fruit tea on the Internet. The taste should be very good. Do you want to have a try?"

Brian changed into his slippers and stood up. His eyes were filled with love, "Don't enter the kitchen. It can be dangerous."

Joanne wanted to say something, but before she could open her mouth, Brian interrupted her.

"Come with me. I have something to discuss with you."

Brian's voice was gentle, but there was an undeniable force in his voice. Joanne followed him obediently.

The two of them went to the sofa in the living room.

Brian naturally sat down but found that Joanne was still standing in front of him. He frowned and was about to ask what happened when she rushed to him and said, "I don't want to go!"

This sentence came without any head or heels. Others might not know what Joanne was talking about but Brian understood at once.

Brian folded his long legs lazily and fell onto the sofa in a very relaxed gesture. He looked at Joanne with a sly look and said, "You know what I want to tell you."

"Of course I know!" Joanne emphasized each word one by one. "My answer is that I don't want to go!"

Brian raised his brows unsurprisingly. "You just helped with bringing my slippers and you wanted to make me fruit tea. Are you trying to bribe me?"

Joanne curled down the corners of her mouth unhappily. "In the end, I still failed..."

Brian's lips could not help raising slightly. He patted the empty seat next to him and said, "Come here."

Joanne did not move forward. Instead, she took a step back. "No! Unless you promise me that you won't take me to the hospital ahead of time."

Brian helplessly got up and walked to Joanne and held her hands. "Joanne, for your safety and that of the baby's, you need to go to the hospital in advance for delivery."

"But ninety-five percent of pregnant women in the world go to the hospital only when they are about to deliver!" Joanne tried hard to pretend that she didn't understand. "I am not a very special pregnant woman. Why should I go to the hospital in advance to have a baby? That is a waste of medical resources!"

"The hospital belongs to our family. It would not be a waste to use our own resources," Brian said when there was a hint of doubt in his eyes. "However, that data of 'ninety-five percent', where did you get it? Is it authorized?"

"It isn't an analyzed result from a professional agency!" Joanne said righteously, "It's my guess! Do you think it is authoritative?"

Like now, once Joanne became nervous, she would play rogue with Brian.

Brian looked at her and laughed. "Joanne, don't act like that."

"What did I do?" Joanne looked innocent and it was obvious that she wanted to continue playing rogue.

Brian's hand clenched into a fist and he placed it against his face. He looked at Joanne and said, "I know why you don't want to go to the hospital. Joanne, I promise you that nothing bad will happen to you after you go to the hospital this time. You just need to stay there for a few days and wait for the birth of our children. Don't be afraid, please?"

"..." Joanne lowered her eyes and did not speak. It seemed that she was going to avoid the question.

"Joanne," Brian's voice was as light as a spring breeze on his cheeks. "Don't you believe me?"

Joanne definitely believed Brian.

However, her trust in Brian could not eliminate her repulsion to the hospital, not to mention that this kind of repulsion was garnered over many years.

Joanne bit her lips and looked up at Brian pitifully. "Honey, do I really have to go?"

Squinting his eyes, Brian said in a very firm tone, "Uh huh."

The pitiful look in Joanne's eyes disappeared in an instant. She was like a defeated little animal. Frustrated, as she shrugged down on her shoulders. She obviously had a belly full of dissatisfaction but she could not find an outlet.

Having been with Brian for so long, she had already known the way to test his bottom line. If he still did not give in when she looked as pathetic as she did just now, then maybe there really was no way to negotiate on the matter.

In other words, she had to go to the hospital in advance.

Seeing Joanne like this, Brian wasn't completely unmoved. But on this matter, he couldn't let Joanne be capricious.

Brian pressed Joanne's shoulder and asked her to sit down. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Joanne, although the test results in the past few months are normal, don't forget that you vomited very hard at the beginning. Your condition is not great."

"..." Joanne pursed her lips and could not refute Brian's words.

Brian held Joanne's hand and promised her calmly. "After you enter the hospital, I won't let you stay there alone. So, you should be obedient and go there tomorrow, okay?"

Joanne was a little moved. "Does Mom also think that I should go to the hospital in advance for the delivery?"

Brian raised his eyebrows. "She just called to ask me about it."

For other things, Iris would directly discuss with Joanne. The reason why she asked Brian this time was because she knew that Joanne didn't like hospitals and that she didn't want to give Joanne any pressure.

But it was exactly because of this that Joanne felt even more pressure.

She looked at Brian with a face of despondency. "So I have to go to the hospital to wait for the delivery?"

Brian caressed Joanne's head like he was comforting an uneasy child. "Don't be afraid. I'll stay by your side till you leave the hospital."

Joanne closed her eyes and summoned up the courage to go. "When will we go?"

"Tomorrow," Brian said. "Tell Martha to pack up today and we will go there tomorrow."

"Do you have to hurry so much?" Joanne held Brian's waist and made the final struggle. "Can't you wait for just one more day?"

"We will leave tomorrow morning at ten o'clock. There are still 15 hours left." Brian looked at ease. "So, we are not in a hurry at all. You don't have to worry."

"..." Joanne was completely defeated. She sighed and fell into Brian's arms.

Brian hugged Joanne helplessly and kissed the top of her head. "Come on. When you get out from the hospital, I will give you a reward."

The fact that she was going to stay in the hospital was so mortifying that Joanne didn't anticipate Brian's reward at all. She coyly said, "Well, there is one more thing. We haven't thought of a name for a boy. What if they are both boys?"

"No rush," Brian said with a seemingly unhurried look on his face. "Perhaps we'll be able to think of a good name when they're born."