Arya smiled. "If that's the case, why are you so reluctant to see the scar on my body?"
Xavier paused. He didn't mean that.
Every time he saw it, it reminded him of what the doctor said.
"Well, I don't like to see it."
The expression on Arya's face froze a little. "You care it that much?"
Xavier saw that she was unhappy and deliberately said, "Yes, I'm a man..."
"Get out of here..." Arya pushed him with her feet. Xavier grabbed her restless legs and leaned to her. He stared at her, his eyes deep and mysterious...
Arya felt uncomfortable, and the fine hair on her back was up. She turned her head away, not daring to look at him. "Let me go. I'm going to sleep."
Xavier pinched her head back and kissed her on her lips. "I'll sleep with you."
Xavier pulled down her clothes, lay down from the side, and wrapped his arms around her waist.
Arya turned over, buried her head in his arms, and soon fell asleep.
Xavier's originally closed eyes slowly opened. His eyes were clear, without a trace of sleepiness. He looked at the baby not far away. Before, he thought that he cared about this woman the most, but now, he realized that the baby and the woman in his hands were equally important. What he could do was to forget that Arya had given birth to the baby risking her own life.
It was getting late and dark outside. Xavier held the woman in his arms tighter.
The baby woke up a few times in the night, and it was Xavier who got up to take care of it.
Although he was a little flustered, Arya thought he was cute. She lay on her side on the bed and watched his every move with rare seriousness.
Early in the morning, Daisy brought food over.
Arya washed her face and came out. Daisy called her, "Come over and eat."
Arya walked over and Daisy bent over to touch her calf. "The swelling has gone down a little."
Arya looked down at Daisy's movements. "Well, it's not swollen anymore."
At this moment, Xavier came in from outside with his cell phone in his hand. It seemed that he had just gone out to answer the phone. He put his cell phone in his pocket and walked in.
Arya looked at him. "Don't you have to go out today?"
Xavier reached out his hand, put his arm around her shoulder, and walked towards the table. "No."
Bridget wasn't there today, and there were only Daisy, Xavier, and Arya.
Daisy ate absent-mindedly and looked up at Arya from time to time.
"Mom, do you have something to say?" Arya found that Daisy was almost saying something.
Daisy put down her chopsticks, looked at Arya, and thought for a moment. "I have something to say to you."
Because it would mention Mr. Jones, and Daisy hesitated because she was afraid that Arya would resist the topic. "Doesn't the child have a name yet?"
Arya probably guessed what Daisy wanted to say, so she sat up straight. "Mom, just say it."
"Your father gave the child a name..." Daisy thought that if Arya accepted it, it would be a complete reconciliation.
As soon as Daisy spoke, Arya understood what they meant.
She was willing to accept it.
Daisy glanced at Xavier and said, "Ramona..."
Arya was slightly stunned. Ramona?
Would the surname be Porter?
"Arya..." Daisy explained the origin of the Porter Family and the Jones Family." None of us expected you to be from the Porter Family, the only offspring of them."
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