There were many breakfast shops near the hospital. Emily bought rice congee, soybean milk, fried bread stick and so on, and he almost visited every shop.

Milo asked the owner of a shop for a big bag. He barely filled all food in it, but Emily was still happily buying.

"Emily, could you eat so much?" Milo asked with a crying face.

The little boy blinked his eyes and said, "As well as you and other people guarding us outside the door! Don't you need to have breakfast?"

Milo did not expect Emily to care about them.

Inexplicably, the rough man's heart felt warm in this cold winter morning.

Milo smiled and said, "We do, too. You can continue to buy. I'll help you carry it no matter how much you buy!"

When he was talking to Emily, Milo did not notice that a black Land Rover and several Buicks were driving to the hospital in succession.

When the vehicles stopped, the people inside got out and walked toward the building where Yuna stayed.

The person walking in front was Wesley.

He knew that Rowdy had taken precautions, and he also knew that it was not proper to make a mess in public hospital, but he still wanted to give it a try.

As long as Yuna was willing, maybe he could take her away.

Even if he could not, he had to know what was wrong with Yuna's body.

Rowdy's people reacted quickly. Seeing Wesley coming in an aggressive manner, although they did not know him, they still went up to stop him and tried to confirm his identity.

Of course, in the end, they were all held back by Wesley's men, and Wesley went upstairs with the rest.

As soon as Rowdy's men guarding at the door of the ward received the news, they immediately contacted Milo. Milo ran back with Emily in his arms, but he was still a step behind Wesley.

Wesley had already stepped out of the elevator.

All Rowdy's men were familiar with the name of Wesley, but no one had ever seen Wesley personally.

Now, this legendary man appeared in front of them.

They had once thought that Rowdy was the most imposing man in the world.

But when they saw Wesley, they knew what it meant to say that there was always someone better than you.

Different from Rowdy, whose momentum was built up by his cruelty and killing, Wesley seemed to be a born king of darkness.

He was exuding not a heavy murderous quality, but a kind of oppressiveness. Every step he took, the air in the corridor was a bit more chilling.

Soon, Rowdy's men felt suffocated, and they could not help being afraid of Wesley.

For them, Wesley was like the hidden boss in the game, mysterious and powerful. With a flick of his finger, he could destroy the world.

Mortals did not deserve to compete with him.

Rowdy's men retreated along the way. When they reached the door of the ward, they had nowhere to go, and then they had to pull out the weapons hung over their waists with trembling hands.

Wesley slightly opened his thin and curved lips and warned in a low voice, "Don't move, if you don't want to die!"

The air, which had already been chilling, froze in an instant. Rowdy's men also completely froze, and the timid ones even took the initiative to give way to Wesley.

At this moment, with a "ding" sound, the elevator door slid open. Emily rushed out of the elevator and found that there were a lot of people in the corridor.

He stopped and scratched his hair in frustration. "The breakfast I bought is not enough, is it?"

"Emily!" Milo immediately held Emily in his arms and looked warily at the god-like figure at the other end of the corridor. "Don't run around!"

"Emily?"

Wesley remembered that it was the nickname of Rowdy's son.

It was said that the boy had a good relationship with Yuna.

Wesley looked back and saw an adorable child struggling in Milo's arms.

It was really rare that this little boy was not afraid of him. Emily smiled at him and said, "Good morning, sir."

Milo was worried that Wesley would hurt Emily, and when he was thinking about how to take Emily away, the little boy had already slipped out of his arms and run up to Wesley. Emily raised his head and looked at Wesley innocently. "Sir, why are you standing at the door of Auntie Yuna's ward?"

Wesley stared at the little boy by his feet with a gloomy look, trying to scare him, but he did not expect that it would have a reverse effect-Emily tugged at the corner of Wesley's clothes and continued asking, "Sir, do you know Auntie Yuna? Are you her friend?"

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Wesley asked.

Emily tilted his head in confusion. "You're not a big tiger. Why would I be afraid of you?"

Wesley was speechless.

Emily jumped up and asked excitedly, "Sir, are you here to see Auntie Yuna?"

Wesley was finally sure that this little boy did not know who he was, and the boy was really not afraid of him.

He replied with a "yep", waiting to see what the boy would do next.

"I guessed right!" Emily was even happier. He held Wesley's hand and said, "Auntie Yuna is in the ward. I'll take you in!"

"Emily!"

"Brother Wesley!"

Wesley's and Rowdy's men spoke almost at the same time. The former men were worried that there might be a trap waiting for Wesley in the ward, while the latter men were worried that Wesley would use or even hurt Emily.

Only Emily and Wesley were calm as if they were not involved.

Emily looked at the group of nervous guards in confusion, while Wesley gave his men a look to let them be calm.

Seeing Wesley's look, Milo's hanging heart finally settled down. At least, Wesley would not hurt Emily.

"Sir, let's go in."

Emily grabbed one of Wesley's fingers with his little hand and took him into the ward.

In the past years, Wesley had only come into contact with Brian's kids.

He never had any desire to contact other children, let alone the kid holding his finger, who was Rowdy's son.

However, he had to admit that he did not reject this little boy's contact.

He could not explain it clearly. Maybe it was because this little guy was too likable, or maybe... his feelings for children had changed unknowingly.

Emily pushed the door open and said, "Auntie Yuna, there's a very handsome and tall man coming to see you!"

"A very tall and handsome man?"

Yuna put down the glass and looked in the direction of the door.

There was no tall and handsome man but Wesley with a cold and stern face!

However, she had to admit that Wesley was indeed tall and handsome.

If Wesley knew that she was pregnant, would he allow her to give birth to his child?

Yuna subconsciously covered her lower abdomen. Thinking of something, she quickly removed her hand and looked at Wesley defensively. "Don't hurt Emily. Let him go!"

Wesley motioned for Yuna to see clearly that it was the little boy who held his finger.

Yuna was surprised, but she did not have time to figure out what was going on. She called Emily and said, "Come here."

"OK!" Emily let go of Wesley's hand and ran over to Yuna. "Auntie Yuna, are you not feeling well again? Is the little..."

Yuna was afraid that Emily would blurt out "little baby", so she interrupted him and said, "I'm fine. Go and find Uncle Milo and have breakfast with them."

The little boy pursed his lips. "I want to eat with you."

"I have something to tell this man." Yuna patiently coaxed Emily. "Be nice. Go to find Uncle Milo and tell him not to come in. Report to him that I can handle it."

"Alright then."

Although the little boy was unwilling, he still agreed and walked out of the ward while looking back again and again.

Wesley approached Yuna step by step. "I won't hurt a child. You don't have to be so defensive."

Yuna backed away with a guilty conscience. "What are you going to do here?"

She really did not understand the meaning of Wesley's trip here.

The people outside were all Rowdy's men. Rowdy must have known that Wesley was with her and been on the way here. Even if Wesley had come with some people, it was impossible for him to have a fight with Rowdy. After all, the police station was two kilometers away.

If things got out of hand, it would be hard for both him and Rowdy to escape.

So, what was Wesley going to do here?

Wesley stared at Yuna with burning eyes. Instead of answering her question, he asked, "Why are you in hospital?"

Yuna suddenly had a feeling that Wesley was just here to confirm whether she was okay or ill.

Then, Yuna felt that it was ridiculous. How could she be so important in Wesley's heart that he had taken great pains to make this trip?

Realizing Yuna's escape, Wesley's eyes became more dangerous. "Yuna, answer me!"

Yuna replied coldly, "It's none of your business."

"It's none of my business?" Wesley forced Yuna to the bed. "So who does it have to do with?"

Yuna knew Wesley too well. If she did not fight back, she would be forced into the corner by him.

She straightened up and looked in Wesley's eyes. "Do you have to know the answer? Do you care so much about me?"

Wesley squinted, grabbed the back of Yuna's head, and bit her lips hard.

"Ouch!"

It was too painful. Yuna could not help making a sound. Wesley took the opportunity to break into her mouth, crush her lips, and squeeze out her beauty.

Yuna regretted it. When she was about to push Wesley away, he wrapped his arms around her waist first.

It was a tense grip, and Yuna felt that she would be broken into two pieces by him sooner or later.

However, she was more worried about the baby in her belly, so she subconsciously resisted. "Wesley, don't."

"You don't want what?" Wesley held Yuna's hands, with which she tried to pushed him away. He whispered in her ear, "Even if you don't tell me why you're in hospital, I can find it out. Yuna, I'll find out everything you hide from me."

Yuna panicked. In a trance, she felt that she had been seen through by Wesley. Her legs went soft, and Wesley hugged her tightly at the right time to stop her from falling down.

However, her guilty conscience and panic had been completely revealed to Wesley.

He raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Yuna with a faint smile. "Are you afraid?"

Yuna gave him a push and said, "You think too much. Let me go!"

Wesley had a vague feeling that Yuna was particularly careful today. She was obviously afraid, but she abandoned her usual style. She was trying her best not to have a conflict with him.

He did not believe that Yuna suddenly became gentle.

However, Wesley did not have the mood to think about it. He attacked Yuna's lips again and kissed her hard.

He could admit that he missed Yuna.

Yuna tried her best to resist, but she could not push him away or get rid of him. She had to be trapped in Wesley's arms.

It was just like her feelings for Wesley. She had no other choice but to love him.