Bridget sat in the chair beside the bed discouragedly, waiting for Arya to finish her sentence.
Arya didn't know how to make it clear to Daisy, or even how to explain it.
Waiting for Arya for a long time, Bridget was so anxious that she suddenly stood up from the chair, so fast that she almost lost her balance. Daisy beside her quickly held her up, "What are you so anxious about?"
It sounded reproachful, but Daisy was actually concerned about her.
"Can I not be anxious? Brother is not here. I'm afraid... afraid..." Bridget didn't finish her words.
Daisy was about to scold Bridget? What Bridget really thought? At this moment, she noticed that Arya looked nervous as if she wanted to say something but failed.
Daisy's heart squeezed in an instant. 'What is she hesitating about? What is she afraid of? Why does she want to speak out but fail?'
Daisy thought too much, which Arya explained more easily, "Rufus appeared here the day before yesterday. He deliberately approached me, took pictures close to me, and threatened me. I was afraid that he would come over again, so I asked Jacob to have his men be here."
"What the hell? He's as despicable as his father!" Bridget cursed angrily.
Daisy, on the other hand, was much calmer than Bridget. She was worried that the photos Arya mentioned would be exposed, harmful to Arya.
She was indeed worried, but she had no idea what to do as well.
Arya was also worried about the photos.
She had been in a state of uneasiness these days. What she was worried about hadn't happened yet, and Rufus disappeared as well.
Ryan recovered well without any rejection complications. The little boy was making a fuss about going home and Arya asked the doctor.
The doctor said it was OK to leave the hospital and recuperate at home. As long as he had a good rest during this period, it would be fine.
Arya understood a period of recovery was needed after such a big operation.
Daisy said, "Don't go back to the Old Residence, just go to the villa."
She considered a lot. Now Arya had been pregnant for a few months and Ryan needed a quiet place to recuperate. Many people were in the Old Residence now, especially Harriet.
Arya also wanted to stay in the villa. She was really happy with Daisy's advice. "Just..."
"Don't worry, I'm here."
Daisy made a decision firmly.
Arya was relieved and went through the discharge procedures. Arya and Ryan went back to the villa, while Daisy and Bridget went back to the Old Residence.
Nanny Joy had been staying at the villa and cleaned up the house so that they could have a good rest after coming back.
Arya carried Ryan upstairs. Nanny Joy hurried over, "Let me help you."
Ryan didn't want Nancy Joy to carry him, "I want mommy to carry me."
Before Nanny Joy explained, Arya quickly said. "It's okay. We've almost finished."
Nanny Joy glanced at Ryan and knew that he was sick and acting coquettishly. So she said with a smile, "I'll open the front door for you."
Nanny Joy walked forward and opened the bedroom door. She pulled back the bed sheets so that Arya could let Ryan down easily. After Ryan was on the bed, Arya sat down beside him. Nanny Joy saw Arya's pale face and said, "You should sleep with Ryan for a while. You must not have a good rest in the hospital these days."
Arya had been thinking about something else, so she didn't have a good rest.
She rubbed her eyebrows, feeling that Rufus would not stop his action, but she had no idea what he was doing behind.
But she didn't want to think about it anymore, so she lay beside Ryan.
Nanny Joy said, "I'll call you when dinner is prepared." Then, she left the room quietly.
Ryan rolled over and hugged Arya, "Mommy, do you miss Daddy?"
Arya rubbed Ryan's hair gently and asked, "Why?"
Ryan tilted his head and thought for a moment, "You've been staring out the window blankly in these days, or just sighing. So you have been missing Daddy, haven't you? "
Arya raised an eyebrow slightly, "Did I?"
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