After sending Ryan to the kindergarten, Bridget brought the soup that Nanny May had packed for her and went to the hospital.
Arya was eating fruit. The soup that Daisy had brought over these two days contained a lot of calories and she sweated in bed at night. She wanted to eat something greasy.
Seeing Bridget bringing soup again, Arya drank silently.
Bridget handed the soup to Nanny Joy. "Pour it for my sister-in-law."
Nanny Joy knew that Arya was tired of drinking the soup these two days. She smiled and said, "Madam has just had her meal. I'll heat it up if she's hungry later."
Bridget took the hint. She sat beside Arya and said, "I know you must have had enough of the soup."
She sighed and changed the subject, "I can't take it either by the look. Look at the thick oil floating on it. If I can't drink a bowl of it, how can you drink it for so many days? In fact, my mother is afraid that you won't have the strength to give birth and will suffer more. She has been trying her best to provide nutrients to you in the next few days..."
Could Arya not know?
It wasn't that she didn't want to drink it, but she just wanted to slow down. She was sweating and couldn't sleep for two nights. This was probably because she drank too much soup.
"Well, I'll drink later. I just ate some fruits and my stomach is full." This was what Arya really thought.
This was Daisy's caring. She couldn't get enough food to eat when she was pregnant with Ryan.
Bridget leaned on the sofa, "Arya..."
Bridget asked her if she wanted to have a boy or a girl. Suddenly Arya's phone on the table rang. The phone did not show the name and it showed a string of numbers.
Bridget reached out her head and asked, "Who is this? I thought it was my brother."
Arya took the phone and said, "I don't know. Your brother hasn't finished his work recently."
As she spoke, Arya picked up the phone.
There was no voice on the phone. Arya frowned and was about to hang up when Georgina said, "It's Arya, right?"
Arya felt her voice was familiar, but she didn't remember who she was for a moment.
"Who are you?"
"Georgina, do you remember me?"
Knowing who it was, Arya's face suddenly darkened. "I have nothing to say to you."
Arya hung up the phone.
Seeing that Arya didn't look well, Bridget asked carefully, "Who is it?"
"The wrong number." Arya didn't want to say much about Georgina.
Bridget did not continue to ask.
Arya sat on the sofa, feeling that it was not good for Georgina to call her all of a sudden. After thinking about it, she picked up her phone and walked into the room, dialing Xavier's number.
Xavier and Cullen were together. Mr. Gates's case involved too many people, and it would not be heard in public.
It would only be a charge and a direct sentence.
"That's good." Cullen was satisfied with the outcome. If the trial was to be held in public, he didn't know if he could wait until then.
However, at this moment, Xavier's phone rang. He took it out and showed that it was 'Arya', the name of which was written for the first time and had not been changed since then. Arya didn't call him much. He recalled many things when suddenly seeing the two words.
He stood up and said to Cullen, "I'll answer the phone."
Xavier walked to the window and pressed the button "accept". "Yes, what's wrong?"
Arya sat by the bed and told him about receiving Georgina's call, "I'm afraid she'll do something irrational. I'm a little worried about Ryan."
Arya was afraid that Georgina would vent her anger and noticed Ryan.
"I see. Don't worry either. Everything will be fine." Xavier comforted her, "Have a good rest. I'll be back soon."
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