Joanne subconsciously protected Aiden in her arms and looked at Brian without knowing what to do. "What should we do?"

"I'll handle it."

Brian had already dialed Iris's number while comforting Joanne.

At this time, Iris and Dolly, who had just walked to the gate of the hospital, saw Brian's car being surrounded by people.

Iris quickly picked up the phone. "Brian, what's the matter?"

"Just reporters," Brian said briefly, "Mum, contact the director of the hospital and ask him to dispatch a few security guards to guard you here."

Iris didn't know why Brian asked her to get in the car, but it couldn't be wrong to follow Brian's words. She contacted the dean, and the security captain soon came with six or seven people.

"Madame," the security captain asked, "What did Mr. Lambert say?"

"He asked you guys to send me there first," Iris said.

"Okay." The security captain signaled his men to protect Iris and made a "please" gesture to Iris. "Come with us."

Iris was also a familiar face to the media. When the reporters saw Iris coming over, they all used cameras to take several photos of her, and countless questions were thrown to her like cannonballs.

"Madame, Mrs. Lambert has been discharged from the hospital today, right?"

"Madame, who do these two babies look like more?"

"Madam..."

Iris did not answer any of the questions. She just maintained a smiling and grateful expression. "Thank you, everyone. Thank you for caring about our two little babies so much."

While speaking, Iris had already arrived at the car door under the protection of the security team.

When Brian saw Iris, he pushed open the door and got out of the car. He said to Iris in a low voice, "Mom, you get in the car and hold Romy. I'll take care of this."

Iris knew that she was no match for the media reporters. She nodded and quickly sat in the back seat of the car.

After Brian got off the car, the focus of the media was instantly converted to him. If he was not tall, the wireless microphones with various media logos would have overwhelmed him.

"Mr. Lambert, Mrs. Lambert just got out of the hospital today, right? Are you going home?"

Brian nodded. "Yes."

A reporter was surprised. "The hospital provides the best care for new mothers in the city. Why should Mrs. Lambert go home during the first month after delivering the children?"

Brian smiled. "There is no complicated reason, just that Joanne likes to stay at home more. In addition, we want to bring the babies home as soon as possible."

These decisions were all related to individual choices. Since Brian said so, the media did not continue to talk about this issue. Instead, they asked, "Mr. Lambert, if you don't want to publicize the photo of the babies, can we take a picture of Mrs. Lambert?"

"I'm sorry," Brian said politely. "Joanne doesn't like her photos being taken."

Although the media was disappointed, they had no choice but to ask some more valuable questions.

Brian did not intend to be entangled with the media for too long, so he answered a few questions that were not important. He glanced at the security captain, who immediately understood what he meant and led his men to stop the reporters. Brian took the opportunity to get in the car.

The glass of the car was specially made, and people could see what happened outside from the inside, but not the other way around. Therefore, even if the journalists photographed the car with the best camera equipment, they could not capture Joanne and her two children at all.

As soon as Brian got in the car, he asked the driver to hit on the accelerator.

The security guards stopped the reporters outside. The car left the hospital smoothly and freely drove all the way back to Prime Villas.

It had been just for a week, but Joanne missed it very much.

Before she turned 15 years old, when her mother was still alive, the Scott Family's villa was her home.

But later, the family was turned upside down.

In the following nine years, she had lived in the Scott Family, the school dormitory, and the student apartment abroad. After going around for a while, she finally stayed in the single apartment that Chris had bought for her.

For her, those places were just places to rest and accommodate.

In her cognition, the so-called home should be the same as her home when she was a child. There were people who loved each other, warm lights, fragrant dishes, and steaming soup.

After marrying Brian, her dream was realized little by little. This place gradually looked like a home... For her, it had already been a home that could shelter her from the wind and rain, and also shelter her most beloved person.

This time she brought the two little guys back, and this home would be more complete.

Joanne could not suppress the excitement in her heart. She bowed her head and kissed the little guy in her arms. "Aiden, we're home!"

Romy had fallen asleep in her grandmother's arms, but according to the older generation's habits, no matter where they went, they had to tell the children that they had arrived.

Iris still maintained this habit and tapped on Romy's nose. "Sweetie, you're home. This is the home for you and your brother. You will grow up healthily here, understand?"

Romy turned her head in her dream, but she didn't seem to feel uncomfortable as she had been when she came out of the hospital. It was as if she knew that this was her home and the place where she was going to grow up.

The driver got off first and opened the door for Joanne.

Joanne was about to get off the car when a figure suddenly appeared by the car.

She was so familiar with this figure that she knew it was Freya without a second guess.

Sure enough, in the next second, Freya poked her head in. "Surprised? I came early in the morning to wait for you!"

"I am surprised." Joanne smiled. "My brother didn't come, did he?"

"He has work to do at the company. He will come back after work." Freya reached out her hand. "Come on, let me carry the little fellow."

Joanne was about to say no, and that she could get out of the car with Aiden in her arms. Brian, who was behind her, said, "Let Freya hold him. You can't get blown by the wind. It's not convenient for you to get out of the car when holding Aiden."

"All right."

Joanne tidied up the little quilt wrapped around Aiden and made sure that he would not be blown by the wind. Then, she handed him over to Freya and got off the car with Brian.

Freya wasn't the type of person who would care about trifles, but when she picked up Aiden, she was particularly careful. She carefully protected the little fellow in her arms and quickly walked into the house.

Joanne smiled. "I really look forward to Freya being a mother."

Brian thought for a moment and said, "Your brother and I are at the same age. When Aiden and Romy were not born, he wanted to be a father. So, you should be able to see Freya as a mother soon."

"Hm?" Joanne said. "But Freya told me that she still didn't want to be a mother."

Brian looked at Joanne meaningfully. "Do you think it's useful for Freya to disagree with what your brother wants to do?"

"..." Joanne could not refute and became speechless.

Freya's disapproval of what Chris wanted to do, was kind of useful.

However, according to Chris's style, even if he could not persuade Freya for the time being, he would have a hundred ways to change Freya's mind until she agreed.

Therefore, as long as Chris wanted to be a father, she should be able to see Freya become a mother soon...

Simon waited at the door with a few people working at home. When they saw Freya and Iris, who held the two little guys, coming back, a group of people immediately rushed over to see them. They praised that the two little guys had inherited the good genes of Brian and Joanne. They were so good-looking.

Simon was the most gratified one. The old man could not help but sigh. "This day has finally come. I don't have to worry about the lack of liveliness at home in the future."

Since Brian and Joanne got married, Simon had watched them grow closer and closer little by little, from mocking each other to relying on each other. He had been waiting for this day longer than anyone else.

Everyone agreed with Simon's words. Occasionally, there was laughter coming out among them. In Joanne's impression, this was the liveliest moment in the family.

There were plenty of people taking care of the two little guys. Brian took Joanne to the second floor and said, "Let's have a look at the children's room."

"Child's room?" Joanne was surprised. "When did you decorate it?"

Brian pushed open the door next to the main bedroom. "Just this week."

Joanne couldn't imagine what the children's room would be like under Brian's decoration. When she walked in, she was stunned as soon as she glanced at it.

The main color was almost bird-blue and milky white, looking peaceful and calm.

The wooden baby bed with round corners, the white carpet, the light-colored warm light, the starry sky painted on the ceiling, one wall painted with a cartoon, and there was an empty space left for the two little guys to dabble later.

Apart from the two baby beds, the rest of the furniture was fixed on the wall to prevent it from hurting them when the babies climbed across when they grew up a bit.

On the wall on the left side of the door, there was a small white space left, which would be used to record the height of the two little guys every year after they entered. The rest was arranged into a photo wall, with photos and footprints of their birth hanging on the wall.

Just standing here, Joanne could imagine that in the future, Aiden's and Romy's height line would be carved year by year on the wall, and photos of them growing up would be hung on the wall...

When they were fully grown up, this room would become a place full of their childhood memories.

Joanne looked at Brian in surprise. "Was it all arranged by you?"

"Not all of them," Brian said, "All the toys and clothes you bought have been put in."

Joanne took a closer look and found that indeed, the plush toys and children's toys she had bought out of boredom when she was carrying two little guys in her belly were placed on the wooden racks. Some clothes of male and female babies were also placed separately in a lovely small wardrobe.

Brian asked, "What do you think? Is there anything you'd like to adjust?"

Joanne shook her head. "No. This is already the best."

Its beautiful appearance, utility and safety had all been considered thoroughly and had reached the highest level. He had considered everything that needed to be taken into consideration... Joanne really couldn't think of any changes to make in this children's room.

Brian smiled. "So that's it?"

"Mmm!" Joanne tiptoed slightly and planted a kiss on Brian's cheek. "Help me change my clothes. There may not be a reward for that. But there must be a reward for decorating a perfect children's room!"

Brian did not seem to be very satisfied. "It took me more than two hours to just draw here, which is much more troublesome than helping you change your dressing. Your reward... is just that?"