After Alicia’s car disappeared down the driveway, Evelyn stretched her shoulders and let out a long breath.
Just as she was about to return to her office, her phone rang.
It was Axel.
She answered immediately. "Yes, Axel?"
"Eve, I am at the Knight residence. Grandpa asked me to come urgently. Something big happened in the family."
A chill ran through her. "What happened?"
"I do not know yet." His voice was steady but tense. "I will tell you as soon as I get the details."
"Alright. Be careful."
"I will. And Eve...?"
"Yes?"
"I miss you already."
Her heart warmed. "I miss you too, Axel..."
"Alright, I’m going to end the call now..."
"Bye—"
They hung up, but Evelyn could not shake the uneasy feeling settling in her heart.
Something serious had happened.
She could sense it.
"Mommy—"
Oliver’s small, cute voice pulled Evelyn out of her thoughts. She turned toward the doorway and saw her son standing there, eyes wide with concern.
"Why are you just standing there?" he asked, blinking rapidly as if he had caught her committing a crime. "Hurry, Mom, come inside, or Daddy will get angry if he finds out you’re standing in the cold."
Evelyn couldn’t help but laugh. Her four-year-old suddenly acting like a miniature patrol guard was too adorable to ignore.
"You are right, sweetheart. Let’s go inside." She walked toward him and reached out, attempting to lift him into her arms.
But he stepped back as if avoiding danger.
"No, no, Mommy. I’m too heavy for you to carry." He placed both hands on his hips with impressive seriousness. "It’s dangerous for the baby."
Evelyn froze. She blinked at him slowly. Someone was clearly spreading false pregnancy rules, and she wasn’t sure whether to laugh or scold.
She lowered herself to his level. "Sweetheart, listen. You are not that heavy. I can still carry you."
He shook his head firmly. "No. Daddy said pregnant ladies need to be careful." He paused. "And Uncle Jimmy said so too. And Laura said you must not lift anything heavier than a pillow."
Evelyn stared at him. ’A pillow...?’
Just as she was about to argue, footsteps sounded behind Oliver. Jimmy and Laura appeared at the end of the hallway, looking pale and guilty, as if they had been hiding behind the wall waiting for her reaction.
Jimmy cleared his throat. "Ma’am, Oliver is correct. You should avoid lifting heavy things."
"Jimmy," Evelyn said slowly, "He is my son. I have been lifting him for four years."
"Yes, but now you are pregnant. Things are different." Jimmy said nervously.
Laura stepped forward, supporting Oliver’s nonsense with impressive loyalty. "Ma’am, I also told Oliver that you need to avoid stress and any physical activity. Even carrying him might strain your back."
Oliver gasped. "See, Mommy. Laura knows everything."
Evelyn pressed her lips together, fighting the urge to laugh and cry at the same time. "Laura, I am barely five weeks pregnant. Nothing has changed yet."
"But still, Ma’am. Why take the risk?"



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