"You're right, I don't understand love, but I do know that Everything in love is a fool! You say you transferred all your assets to her, but what if after ten years you still haven't recovered, and she falls in love with someone else? Won't all your efforts have been in vain?"

"I believe she won't."

"Don't speak too soon, women are fickle creatures. Very few women can resist temptation, and even if your face is restored, I can't guarantee you'll return to your original attractiveness. If you become ugly and disabled, will she still want you?"

Hawke lounged with his legs crossed, his eyes full of an insightful look that had seen it all. "Xavier, I'm not trying to dampen your spirits, but don't think women are so noble, especially outstanding women like her. There's no shortage of high-quality men pursuing her."

Xavier listened to Hawke speak confidently, his eyes filled with a resolute light.

"Since you say that, let's shorten it to two years. I want you to restore my appearance within two years. If you can't do it, I'll cut off your face and let you taste the bitterness of disfigurement."

Hawke's face changed instantly upon hearing this.

"Don't mess around, with your current crippled body, do you think you can be my match? Stop kidding yourself."

Xavier smirked lightly. "I may not be able to beat you now, but do you think the young master will choose between us? With just a word from me, you won't need to trouble yourself, you can just go collect your box lunch."

Hawke couldn't help but shudder.

Although this was a threat, he believed Xavier's words.

After all, the young master and Xavier were more than just a matter of life and death; he was at most just a hired hand.

In terms of status, he really couldn't compare to Xavier.

So over the years, he could only be a foil.

Just thinking about it, it was really frustrating!

The conversation inside was heated, but the atmosphere outside was tense.

Ella tore up all the documents in front of Bradley.

These were all proof of property transfer, all with Xavier's handwritten signature.

But they meant nothing to her.

She wants a person, not these elusive things! Bradley did not expect Ella to do this, and he looked back at the nanny car with some helplessness, shrugging at the people inside the car. Xavier also found it unbelievable. Although all his assets put together did not match Bradley's wealth, they were enough to ensure Ella's food and clothing for the rest of her life. But she, unexpectedly tore up all the evidence. In that moment, his tears couldn't be controlled and fell again. He knew that the woman Xavier fell in love with was not someone who loved vanity. Ella threw the fragments in her hand away, the paper flying in the wind and falling to the ground. Holding the property deed and the key, she said to Bradley, "As for this bridal house, I will move in. Even if you are not here, I will guard the happiness between us." With that statement, she turned and walked away.

Inside the car, Xavier saw her leaving, his eyes anxiously following her figure.

It was unclear if it was Ella being too sensitive, or if his gaze was too intense, suddenly, she turned around abruptly.

As their eyes met for that moment, the air seemed to become solidified.

...

Ella's breath caught in his throat.

In that moment just now, she felt someone was watching her.

Uncontrollably, she took a step closer to the nanny car, tears staining her cloudy eyes.

As she approached, Xavier nervously clenched his fists.

Did she notice?

He couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his face, worried that when the car door opened later, his ugly face would be exposed to Ella.

Hawke reminded, "Don't worry, unless she has X-ray vision, she definitely can't see you." Despite saying so, Xavier could feel cold sweat in the palm of his hand as he listened to the footsteps outside. Ella arrived in front of the nanny car, staring fixedly at the car window. She remembered that Bradley usually drove a black Rolls-Royce, so why was he driving a nanny car all of a sudden? Full of doubts in her heart, she turned to Bradley and voiced her question. "When did Young Master Chen change his preference and start liking this kind of car?" Bathed in moonlight, the man's figure was proud and tall, but his handsome face remained unchanged. He touched his nose and chuckled awkwardly, "As the baby grows bigger, the nanny car is more spacious and comfortable to sit in." "If Freya knew what you were thinking, she would definitely be touched." Ella looked deeply at the car window a few more times, still unable to see inside the pitch-black interior.

She reached out to open the car door, but at that moment, her phone rang.

She withdrew her hand and picked up the phone, swiping to answer.

"Ella, Madeline has given birth, she's given birth."

Upon hearing this good news, Ella swiftly turned around and rushed into the hospital.

Watching Ella disappear from view, Xavier weakly wiped a cold sweat.

He was just a hair's breadth away from being exposed!

Bradley walked up to the car window and gently tapped it twice, prompting Hawke to slowly roll it down.

"Young Master, what are your orders?"

Bradley squinted at Xavier. From the extent of his trembling, it was apparent that Ella's actions had frightened him.

He curved his lips and said, "You've seen the person, you can return now."

After speaking, he looked at Hawke again and said coldly, "As for his later recovery, it's all up to your ability."

"Young Master, I'm afraid I'm incompetent..."

"Blue Book, first take the right-hand man and Doctor to the airport. I will stay here with the wife."

Before "for your ability" was finished, Bradley coldly interrupted.

Blue Book suppressed a smile, full of sympathy for Hawke, and then nodded heavily.

"At your command, Young Master."

....

Freya listened to the baby's cry coming from the delivery room, and the heavy Stone in her heart finally dropped.

They say giving birth is like escaping from the gates of hell.

Although it wasn't her delivery day yet, from just now until now, hearing the painful cries coming from inside, she knew how painful giving birth could be.

Soon, the doors of the delivery room were opened, and two nurses came out pushing two baby strollers. Freya hurriedly went up to meet them, and when she saw the two chubby babies who were identical, her heart melted. The babies had just been born, their small faces were rosy, and they were crying loudly with their eyes still closed. Afterwards, the nurses and Patrick came out pushing Madeline, who had just given birth. It seemed she had endured a lot during childbirth, her hair was wet and her face was covered in sweat. "Madeline, you've worked hard!" Madeline opened her eyes, and after a moment of confusion, she burst into tears and hugged Freya. This startled Freya. She turned to look at Patrick, silently asking what was going on. Patrick sighed deeply and gestured for her to give them a moment to talk.

After hearing the whole story, Freya furrowed her brows deeply, "What did you say, Madeline is suffering from postpartum depression?"

"Yes, the doctor said that this situation may improve on its own after a while, but it could also last a lifetime."

Patrick had been by Madeline's side throughout the childbirth, so he knew her condition well.

The heart-wrenching roar made his heart feel like it was shattering.

He even thought, if possible, he would be willing to give birth in her place and endure all the pain for her.

Freya pinched her brow, saying, "Don't worry for now, maybe things will get better in a few days. If there is no improvement, we can only try to guide her emotionally."

She knew very well that many women experience postpartum depression after giving birth.

All because the process of childbirth is too painful.

But as a mother, Everything hopes for the child to be born healthy, so they bear all the pain and suffering.

Freya dared not imagine what she would be like after giving birth herself!