Alan felt so sweet at the moment. Although Nora did not directly say that she would not divorce him,
she had accepted him now, which had driven away his uneasiness. He tightened his arms around Nora
and felt satisfied.
"So we have made it up now?" Alan wanted to confirm it.
Nora sat up straight and looked at Alan. "From now on, everything is up to me."
"Good." As long as she didn't divorce him, Alan would agree any conditions.
"Have a good rest. I'm with you." Alan helped her to lie down. "I've called Freya to make soup for you.
I'll wake you up when she arrives."
Nora nodded. She was still a little dizzy.
Alan held her hand and stared at her delicate ad pale face, like a child who had been given his favorite
toy, with the joy in his eyes.
"Then I'll sleep." Uncomfortable with his stare, Nora prepared to close her eyes to hide from his eager
gaze.
"Good." As Alan spoke, his cell phone rang.
With one hand still holding Nora's hand, Alan went to his cell phone with the other hand. It was from his
brother. "It's Wilson."
"You came here on your business hours? You brother will scold you for being lazy." Nora was worried
about him.
In the work, the eldest brother Wilson was always strict, and never showed mercy to Alan even though
they were brothers.
Alan had always been afraid of Wilson, so he didn't want to go to work and see him every day.
"What can be more important than my wife and my child?" Alan kissed her finger lightly. "What's the
matter with being scolded by my brother for you? If I didn't come, how could I keep the child and you?
You are priceless to me."
Nora was once again touched by Alan, and his tolerance made her look down on herself even more.
"Go answer the phone," said Nora.
"I'm not going to tell my brother about the child. You can tell them when you want to," Alan assured her.
Nora was not ready to tell the family that she was pregnant because the baby was not Alan's. and she
was afraid Oca would know it. She did not want him to know it, so she had to hide it as long as
possible.
Alan then let go of Nora's hand and walked to the French window before picking up the phone.
Wilson scolded Alan the moment Alan answered the phone, "Where have you been? Now get your ass
back here."
Alan felt his ears numb with the roar of his brother, and he took his phone away from his ear. "Brother, I
didn't mean to leave the office. I'm tied up with more important things. I'll explain it to you when I get
back, OK?"
"The project you are in charge of goes wrong. What's more important thing you have to attend to? Fun
and joy?" Wilson was angry.
"Brother, I will be responsible for the project. But I didn't hang around," Alan explained carefully, "Nora
passed out and was taken to the hospital. As her husband, I have to be with my wife. You can scold me
as much as you like, brother, but I really can't come back now."
Wilson softened his stone when he heard Nora fainting. "Is she all right?"
"She's fine." Seeing that Wilson softened his stone, Alan knew his brother was not so heartless. "When
Nora gets better, I'll come back to the office and tell you what's going on," said Alan.
"No." Wilson sighed softly. "Spend more time with her. I'll take care of the project."
Alan felt so moved what Wilson took the responsibility and gave him time to spend with Nora. "Thank
you, brother."
"No worries. I'm your brother. As long as you do not cause troubles, I will not really blame you." Wilson,
actually, loved and cared about Alan. Since childhood, he would take all the responsibilities for Alan
and didn't let him suffer. "You have to take good care of your wife."
"Yes, brother!" Alan said firmly.
"That's it." Wilson started to finish the call, but added, "What's wrong with Nora? Is she pregnant?
Lately, Mom and Dad are urging you to have a baby."
Alan's fingers were a little stiff as he held the phone. He didn't think his brother could guess it. "No."
"No?" Wilson asked again with uncertainty.
"No! I didn't lie to you." Alan was worried that Wilson would see through him. "Brother, I have to go
now. Nora is calling me."
"Well." Wilson felt pitiful, "But Alan, don't worry. I believe you can do it."
"Brother, thank you. You can have one more baby now." Alan changed the subject.
"I'm very busy recently." Wilson didn't want to be forced to have a baby, but once Nora was pregnant,
his pressure was off. "You have to listen to her, pamper her, then she'll be willing to have a baby.
Remember that, Alan."
Alan didn't expect Wilson to have such a tender side. "Got it!"
After hanging up the phone, Alan went back to Nora's room. Before he could get to Nora, he heard a
knock on the door.
"Come in," said Alan.
Freya opened the door and walked in, holding two boxes. "Mr. Way, this is the chicken soup you asked
me to make for Ms. Nora, and this is your lunch."
It was almost noon now.
Freya was so considerate to make lunch for Alan. "Where's Ms. Linder?"
"She left with Mr. Bright." Alan took the boxes and poured half a bowl of chicken soup into the bowl.
There were some red dates and wolfberries in it, and it smelt fragrant.
Alan brought the chicken soup to the bed. Nora, who had not slept well, was stimulated by the scent of
the soup and opened her eyes.
"Hungry?" Alan looked at her and asked.
"I'm afraid I can't have it." Nora was very sensitive to food smells in her early pregnancy.
"Ms. Nora, this soup is not greasy. You can try it." Freya tried to make the soup as light as possible to
meet with Nora's taste.
"Drink some. Freya has spent the whole morning preparing for it." Alan urged Nora and helped her sit
up, putting a soft pillow behind her so she could feel more comfortable.
"As long as the young lady and baby are fine, I will do whatever I can." Freya felt relieved to know that
Nora kept the baby.
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