Upstairs.

Freya went to the bathroom to vomit for a long time, when she came out, she felt weak all over.

She lay stiffly on the bed, looking at the crystal chandelier above her head, smelling the familiar scent of mint on the quilt, feeling mixed emotions in her heart.

Why did she vomit? She had expected it a long time ago.

Recently, she has been spending a lot of time with Bradley, and the key point is that they have not been using protection, so getting pregnant was only a matter of time.

But she never thought it would happen so quickly.

To be honest, she did want to have a child with him, but she never thought she would get pregnant so soon.

Having one more child means having one more burden, and she still has many things to do and cannot focus on nurturing the baby at home.

Now that she thought of being pregnant, she suddenly felt confused and devoid of any sense of security.

The more I think about it, the more anxious I feel.

She looked at her wrist, tightly biting her lip.

She is a famous doctor named Shi Yin, whether she is pregnant or not can be determined by taking her pulse.

But at this moment, she hesitated.

She was not prepared, what should she do if she is confirmed pregnant?

Trembling, she slowly placed her hand on her wrist, and after a full ten seconds, she smiled.

The jade piece fell into the plate!

Everything has been settled.

She didn't know whether to cry or laugh, so she sat stupidly on the bed.

At that moment, the door slowly opened, Bradley walked in.

As he approached, Freya threw herself into his arms. Bradley gently stroked her hair and asked, "Are you really pregnant?" Freya pressed her face against his chest and nodded firmly. "It's all my fault. I shouldn't have let you get pregnant when you weren't ready," he apologized. He had promised to wait until everything settled down before having a baby, but recently, every time they were together, all he could think about was having her bear his child, so he didn't take any precautions. Now, seeing her look so lost, he regretted his actions. It was all Patrick's fault for coming up with such a terrible idea. If he hadn't listened to him, would he be so impatient to have a child? "It's not your fault. Perhaps the arrival of this child is destined. After this international design competition is over, I will gradually focus on our family and be a competent and good wife," Freya reassured him. Bradley held her tighter upon hearing this.

He thought she would reject the pregnancy, maybe even not want the baby. He never expected her to say these words.

"Thank you, darling!"

He never dreamed he would become a father for real.

For the rest of their lives, they would have their own child, a happy and harmonious family!

At the thought of this, the man quickly helped Freya lie down, "The international design competition is tomorrow. You should rest now. If you're not feeling well, we'll have to postpone the competition."

"No, I've been waiting for this day for so long. Besides, how can we postpone it? The timing of the competition is not up to us."

Freya felt weak all over, her mind a mess, and she had no energy to dwell on what Bradley said.

She saw the man purse his lips.

He was the organizer, so he had the final say on when the competition would take place. But he didn't say it out loud, instead, he coaxed her to sleep.

Freya was indeed tired. She closed her eyes and quickly fell into a deep sleep. She didn't know how long she slept for, but in a daze, she felt a cool sensation on her lips. A sour and sweet taste brushed past her nose, and she instinctively pursed her lips, soon feeling liquid trickling into her mouth. The refreshing taste of orange juice flowed into her stomach, easing the uncomfortable sensation of nausea. She pursed her lips and subconsciously wanted more.

Bradley saw her slightly swollen lips and dabbed some orange juice on them. She quickly sucked it in, seeming to really enjoy the taste. He thought the pace was too slow, so he took a sip holding it in his mouth, slowly feeding it into her mouth. The sour and sweet liquid surged into her mouth, making Freya feel extremely satisfied, even the scent of oranges filling her mouth.

So delicious! Without opening her eyes, she pursed her lips to indicate she wanted more.

When Bradley saw this, he fed her one mouthful at a time, and soon the cup of orange juice was finished.

The satisfied little woman let out a sigh in her sleep, cuddling her plush toy and falling back into a peaceful slumber.

"Goodnight, my sweetie," Bradley whispered in her ear, leaning in to lightly kiss her lips.

Then, his kiss landed on her abdomen, his face filled with love.

"Goodnight, my little angel!"

....

The next day.

Freya woke up early.

Bradley instructed Rosa to prepare some sweet and delicious rice porridge. Perhaps because she didn't eat much last night, Freya had an unexpectedly good appetite and finished a whole bowl.

When they went out, they found four or five luxury cars parked at the door.

There's a red Lamborghini supercar with a special saucy package, a mature blue Maybach, a black Hummer, and a white poetry viper GT...

Freya was shocked by this spectacular scene.

Are they going to a race or to welcome relatives?

Did they take the wrong road?

Just as they were thinking about it, a person got out of the Lamborghini.

It was Patrick, who they hadn't seen for a long time.

The blue Maybach also lowered its window, with Xavier and Ella.

Sitting in the black Hummer is...

Senior Brother Shawn.

In the White Hennessy Poison GT, the individuals inside are Xavier Jackson and the senior brothers from Liangshan Island. All the senior brothers from Liangshan Island got off the car together, lined up neatly, and respectfully nodded towards Freya, saying, "Junior Sister!" Freya was stunned. When did these people arrive? She had no idea at all.

She turned to Bradley and asked, "What's going on?" Bradley rubbed his forehead and explained to her, "On the day we returned to the capital, I took Patrick to Liangshan Island to handle some matters. He accidentally revealed that you are the top designer Julia. When the senior brothers heard that you were participating in the competition, so... they arrived in the capital early this morning to support and cheer for you!

Freya: "...." Just for a design competition, they went to all this trouble? She twitched her mouth, feeling helpless, and said, "Since everyone is here, what about Master Warren?" Although Warren's condition was stable, there could be unexpected changes at any time as long as he did not wake up.

"Don't worry, I have brought Ethan over. With him taking care of the master, everything will be fine."

"Didn't Ethan go traveling in the mountains and playing in the water? How did you get in touch with him?"

Since Uncle Gong passed away, Ethan packed his bags and went on a solo trip. She has not been able to contact him all this time.

Unexpectedly, Bradley actually managed to bring him back.

"The other day he contacted me for help on his own initiative, so I mentioned this incident. Since he is currently short on money, he agreed."

"Oh."

Freya pursed her lips, feeling a bit incredulous.

Ethan is short on money?

What has this guy been up to since he left these days?

She was about to ask, but Bradley held her hand and said, "I'll explain this after the competition ends. It's getting late, we should leave now."

"Okay then!" After Freya got into the car, a line of luxury cars followed closely behind, giving her the sensation as if she were about to get married. Following behind were the wedding convoy, heading towards the wedding venue. Freya sat in the car, her mind filled with scenes of her wedding with Bradley.