Hearing that Miss Vance was finally carrying the White family's heir, Hans was just as thrilled as his boss.
After yesterday's disaster, he had feared that Mr. White and Maeve's relationship would fracture because of Nancy's interference.
He never expected such glorious news so soon.
Who said Maeve didn't bring a gift to the birthday party?
The child in her womb was the greatest gift she could have ever given him.
The family doctor was summoned with blinding speed.
Andres had his own reasons for calling the doctor to Azure Bay rather than taking her to the hospital.
Maeve had just provoked Nancy, and the Grover family wouldn't let things slide.
Until the dust settled, he wasn't about to let a single breeze harm her.
Just like the old estate, Azure Bay Villa had a fully equipped medical examination room.
The machinery was top-of-the-line, perfectly capable of running thorough diagnostics.
The ultrasound quickly confirmed it—Maeve had indeed hit the jackpot.
She was five and a half weeks along, and it was twins.
"Based on the scans, both mother and the babies are doing perfectly fine."
"But the first trimester is delicate, and miscarriages are a real risk."
"During this period, she needs a strictly regulated diet and sleep schedule, and she absolutely cannot experience extreme emotional highs or lows."
The man was Andres's trusted private physician, highly experienced and intensely reliable.
Upon learning it was twins, Andres could barely find the words to express his overwhelming elation.
"Does this mean the expectant mother needs to be on strict bedrest twenty-four hours a day without any major movements?"
That question left both Maeve and the doctor stunned.
If she had known he'd react like this, Maeve never would have told him.
"Use some common sense," she grumbled.
Who stayed in bed twenty-four hours a day while pregnant?
That wasn't a pregnancy; that was paralysis.
The sheer joy of impending fatherhood wiped out every trace of his previous annoyance.
With the children binding them together, he felt an undeniable shift. Their relationship had just taken a massive step forward.
"Are you happy, Maeve?"
By dusk, the snow had started falling again.
The luxurious master suite in Azure Bay Villa featured massive floor-to-ceiling windows.
Through the glass, they watched the pure white flakes drifting down from the sky.
Outside, the bitter wind howled.
Inside, it was as warm as spring.
Andres sat in the double rocking chair, holding a freshly fed and bathed Maeve in his arms as they watched the snow.
Having his woman securely against his chest gave Andres a profound sense of peace.
The sudden question caught the drowsy Maeve slightly off guard.

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