Over the next few days, Giselle's condition stabilized completely. She wanted to go back to the company to work, but Donovan flatly refused.
"The doctor already said I'm fine now. Some exercise in moderation is good for the baby. The baby is not as fragile as it was before. Just sitting in the office should be fine, right?"
She couldn't stand the smell of disinfectant in the hospital. Even if she didn't go to the company, she still wanted to move around normally every day.
"Not yet," Donovan said firmly. "You can stay at home. I'll walk with you around the house every day. That's enough."
"I can't possibly stay indoors for the entire pregnancy, can I?"
"We'll talk about it later."
"Later? How long?"
Donovan paused, his expression somber. "Another half month or so."
"You're out of your mind." Giselle felt Donovan was even more sensitive than she was now. She didn't want to argue further, and her thoughts shifted to another issue.
"Where's Chris?"
She pressed again, "Didn't I tell you to call him back? You still haven't forgiven his 'mistake' last time?"
"He went back to Malithorn."
"What?" Giselle thought she'd misheard. "What's he doing there?"
"He's actually Malithornian and not of Valantian descent. He lied at the start."
"Oh," Giselle muttered to herself. "No wonder he speaks Mali so fluently. His eyes also look particularly like people from over there. But whatever—he probably lied to find a job in Valanthea and gain our trust, right?"

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