The sky was snowing, and the figure in front of the villa, holding an umbrella, stood trembling slightly in the snow. Perhaps because it was too cold, she reached out her hand and blew warm air into her palm.
Arlo Seys snapped back to his senses, imdiately pushed open the car door, and got out of the car.
Arlo Seys leaned in and walked closer.
Perhaps hearing the sound of footsteps, the person under the umbrella in front of the villa smiled softly, "Arlo, you’re back."
Arlo Seys pressed his thin lips together, reached out to pull Ariel Morris into his embrace, and led her towards the villa, his voice carrying a bit of reproach: "Why didn’t you ring the doorbell when you arrived? Aunt Forest is at ho, it’s so cold outside, are you silly? You know well enough about your condition now, you can’t catch a cold."
"I just wanted to wait for you at the door." Ariel’s voice was gentle and soft.
Arlo paused and continued to walk towards the house with her, "You could wait for inside too."
Arlo held Ariel tighter as he rang the doorbell, pulling her even closer into his arms.
It was Aunt Forest who opened the door, "Young master, you’re back... Oh, the young mistress is back too, co in quickly, the weather outside is cold.
Arlo led Ariel into the house, "Aunt Forest, please cook, fry several dishes, rember to balance them with at and vegetables."
"Alright, young master."
Arlo settled Ariel onto the sofa, poured her a cup of hot water, and set the air conditioning a few degrees higher.
Ariel took the hot water, sipping it twice, and rested her head on Arlo’s shoulder, her voice gentle: "Arlo, I missed you."
"Next ti, if you want to co over, call . I’ll co to pick you up. Your eyesight isn’t good; what if standing outside alone becos dangerous? Don’t wait for at the door in the future, wait for inside." Arlo embraced Ariel, inhaling the scent of her hair, his expression soft.
"Okay." Ariel nodded, and after a mont’s silence, she slowly said, "Arlo, I’ll be heading to Italy in a few days..."
Arlo murmured, "Take good care of yourself there. If you miss , call , and I’ll co to Italy to see you."
"Okay." Ariel’s voice was a bit low.
"Eat well; you’re not eating for yourself alone now, you must take care of yourself and the baby. Don’t make worry."
"Okay." Ariel felt a sourness at the tip of her nose.
"Also, if any danger occurs during the pregnancy, rember that you’re my priority. The child isn’t as important to as you are. Don’t be stubborn; no matter what happens, you have to protect yourself."
"Okay."
"And while you’re there, listen to your brother. Call anyti if anything happens, and I’ll co over..."
Ariel chuckled, "Arlo, you’re getting more and more long-winded. We haven’t seen each other for so long, how co you have so much to say?"
Arlo sighed softly and held Ariel closer in his arms, his voice low: "Actually, I just want to say one thing, Ariel Morris, you must co back to , you must hold on; otherwise, what will I do if I’m alone?"
Ariel’s nose felt sour again; she wrapped her hands around Arlo’s waist, leaning into his embrace, nodded firmly, and promised: "I’ll fight with all I’ve got to co back to you."
"Don’t go back on your word, Ariel Morris; there are so many things you promised that you haven’t done, but if you break your promise this ti, I’ll truly hate you for life."
Ariel smiled faintly, "I won’t break my promise; I can’t bear to leave you, I won’t break my promise no matter what."
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They had dinner, but Ariel ate very little, vomited twice in between, and when she went upstairs to rest, Arlo made her a cup of milk.
Ariel finished drinking the milk, and the two sat on the bed, holding each other and chatting.
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