Yuna still wanted to say something else to Joanne, but before she spoke, Joanne had already flown away like a gust of wind.

She had to close her slightly opened mouth.

Joanne should be worried about the two babies. Yuna was about to be a mother, so she could understand.

Yuna put a pillow behind her, and she lay back against the pillow and looked at Aunt Helen.

Aunt Helen looked a little strange.

Yuna was confused. "Aunt Helen, are you not feeling well?"

"..." Aunt Helen didn't dare to speak. According to the development of the story, the person who was not feeling well now should be Yuna.

"Aunt Helen?" Yuna became more confused.

Aunt Helen looked outside and pretended to be very surprised. "Yah! It's getting dark. I'm going to prepare dinner downstairs!" After that, she turned around and left the room like a gust of wind without asking what Yuna would like to eat.

Yuna wondered why Aunt Helen looked the same as Joanne.

Had something happened that she did not know?

Yuna looked around the room and found nothing wrong. She didn't think about it carefully and pulled up the quilt before closing her eyes.

When she was beside Rowdy before, staying in bed was an extravagant thing for her.

It was different now. As long as she was happy, even if she got up the next year, Wesley would not care about her.

Thinking of that, Yuna felt sleepy again, and sleepiness gradually drowned her.

She didn't know how much time had passed. When she was half asleep, she suddenly heard that the door was opened and someone rushed in, followed by Wesley's anxious voice.

"Yuna!"

Wesley's voice successfully pulled Yuna out of her dream.

She opened her eyes and looked into Wesley's deeply anxious eyes.

She hated being woken up the most. She had been very angry, but when she saw Wesley's look, her anger suddenly disappeared, and she lost herself in appreciating Wesley's rare expression.

"What's wrong with you?" Wesley looked up and down Yuna as if he was going to scan her with his glare.

"..." Yuna touched Wesley's forehead and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

She had been sleeping at home. How could there be something wrong with her?

Wesley didn't relax, and he still frowned and grabbed Yuna's hand, motioning for the doctor to come over.

The doctor asked Yuna a few questions and did some simple examinations. He looked serious, as if he were facing an intractable problem.

Yuna suddenly lost confidence in her body and looked at the doctor nervously. "What's wrong with me?"

The doctor just finished the examinations and took a long breath. He first motioned for Yuna to rest assured. Then he turned to Wesley and said, "Everything is normal with the fetus. Miss Xu should have become sleepy because of her pregnancy."

"Sleepy?" Wesley's tone was full of suspicion, and it was obvious that he was still worried.

The doctor explained, "Being pregnant is very hard work. Pregnant women need to rest much, so they will always become sleepy. It's normal. Mr. Mu, you can rest assured that Miss Xu and the fetus are very safe now."

Wesley's heart, which was hanging high, finally fell back to its original position. He said to his men, "Send Dr. Hans away."

After the doctor and his men left, only Wesley and Yuna were left in the room.

Yuna finally came to her senses. She sat up and looked at Wesley suspiciously. "Weren't you outside? Why did you suddenly suspect that I'm not feeling well and bring a doctor back?"

"Joanne called me and said that you had slept for a long time and hadn't woken up." Wesley stared at Yuna. "Are you really feeling well?"

"Didn't the doctor tell you that it's normal for pregnant women to be sleepy, and there's nothing wrong with the fetus now?" Yuna didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "What are you still worried about?"

"..." Wesley thought for a moment and suddenly said, "I don't know."

Yuna was stunned. "What?"

"I don't know if you are hiding something from me." Wesley looked at Yuna with his dark and deep eyes covered with a layer of chill as if he could see through all her secrets.

Yuna was indeed hiding something from Wesley.

However, she couldn't expose herself at this time. It was not the right time for Wesley to know it.

If she wanted to hide it from Wesley, not only could she not feel guilty, but she also had to answer Wesley's question.

Thinking about it, Yuna looked into Wesley's eyes. "Do you still remember what you told me about the marriage?"

"Marriage" was so attractive to Wesley that his attention was immediately diverted. He asked Yuna, "Have you decided?"

Yuna nodded. "I decided yesterday."

Wesley smiled and said, "Very good. Tell me your answer."

Yuna compressed her lips and looked up at Wesley. "When these things are over, if possible, let's get married."

It was completely within Wesley's expectation that Yuna would agree to marry him.

Wesley even decided that if Yuna dared to refuse him, he would make Yuna agree in any way.

In other words, Yuna had no other choice but to agree to marry him.

However, seeing Yuna nod and hearing her say yes, he still felt... very happy.

This feeling was like when he was young and ignorant, he suddenly got a car model that he had longed for a long time

In an instant, the whole world became incredibly wonderful.

Yuna looked at Wesley in disbelief.

She had known Wesley for so long, and for the first time, she saw his eyes shining.

It turned out that apart from danger and anger, there could also be other emotions in Wesley's eyes.

The happier Wesley was, the better. Thus, he would ignore the words she deliberately emphasized.

She said that if possible, they would get married.

However, her future was so dim and vague, with fuzzy boundaries.

Wesley was still staring at Yuna with interest, and the light in his eyes was unable to be concealed.

Yuna swallowed and suddenly felt that she was more used to being stared at dangerously by Wesley.

"Ahem!" Yuna's voice was a little unnatural. "Wesley, why don't you ask me why I agreed?"

Wesley snorted and asked arrogantly, "You didn't want to refuse me when I proposed to you, did you?"

"..." Yuna forced a smile and said, "I dared not even if I wanted to."

Immediately, Wesley's eyes narrowed dangerously. "You really wanted to?"

Yuna hurriedly shook her head. "No!"

Wesley smiled with satisfaction and asked, "Very good. What kind of wedding do you like?"

Yuna almost couldn't keep up with Wesley's thoughts, and said in an exaggerated expression, "Isn't it too early to talk about the wedding now?"

"It's not early." Wesley said meaningfully, "Maybe we'll hold a wedding soon."

Yuna said with both expectations and fear, "What do you mean?"

Wesley held Yuna and said, "You just need to know that you have agreed to marry me and that you have no chance to regret it. Do you understand?"

"Wesley." Yuna looked more serious than him. "Since I've agreed, I won't regret it."

After all these things were over, if she was still alive, she would no longer have to worry about anything.

She would listen to the voice from the bottom of her heart and marry Wesley.

Wesley believed Yuna's words. He not only believed that she was really willing to marry him but also believed that she was hiding nothing from him.

After all, if she had secrets, Yuna would be unlikely to take the initiative to mention their marriage, let alone agree to marry him.

Afraid that Wesley would ask more questions, Yuna was about to say something else to convince him when Wesley suddenly kissed her.

Wesley seemed to become another person. His movements and his kiss became very gentle as if Yuna were a piece of chocolate that was fragile and easy to melt. He was afraid that if he exerted more strength, Yuna would melt and disappear.

Yuna found that she couldn't resist Wesley whether he was overbearing and mighty or he was gentle.

It seemed that she could only resign herself to him.

Wesley was the greatest disaster but also the greatest wonder in her life. From the first day they met, she could only resign herself to him.

Wesley held Yuna's chin and kissed her while helping her take breaths. Miraculously, Yuna didn't have difficulty breathing like before.

On the contrary, she was almost drowning in Wesley's kiss.

This time, their kissing seemed to last for half a century.

Then Aunt Helen came upstairs, and she was already used to it. She said calmly, "The dinner is ready. Let's go to the house next door."

At this time, Joanne was very nervous next door.

When she got home, she remembered that she had also become very sleepy when she was pregnant.

Therefore, for Yuna, it should just be a normal reaction after pregnancy. She not only overreacted, but also called Wesley.

After Wesley came back with the doctor, he should have found that Yuna was fine, right?

She must have delayed Wesley's work. Would Wesley glare at her when he comes over?

Joanne thought of that, and her shoulders trembled.

Wendy was afraid of Brian, and she was also afraid of Wesley...

Now, she only wanted Brian to get home as soon as possible. If Brian was with her, she would not have to be afraid of Wesley.

At the same time, Brian was outside the door and came across Wesley and Yuna, who were walking over hand in hand.

Yuna unnaturally broke free from Wesley's hand and said, "I'll go in first."

Wesley did not stop her. He stopped and waited for Brian.

At first sight, Brian could tell that Wesley was in a good mood. He asked, "What did Yuna tell you?"

Wesley couldn't help raising the corner of his mouth and said, "She agreed."

If it were anyone else, he might find it hard to understand such an abrupt sentence.

However, if Brian remembered correctly, Wesley had told him that he had proposed to Yuna.

Hearing that, Brian's first thought was, "Did Yuna agree?"

Wesley said that Yuna needed a week to think about it. If Yuna didn't agree, he had many ways to make her agree.

But Yuna actually agreed now?

Brian glanced at Wesley and asked, "What did you do to let Yuna agree?"

Wesley didn't get angry. He just glanced at Brian calmly and said, "Let me remind you that Joanne was really forced to agree to marry you."

Brian,"..."

Wesley added lightly, "Yuna took the initiative to agree."

After that, he walked into the villa "in a low profile" and "calmly".

Brian,"..."