Although dical technology has advanced and beco quite sophisticated, this man still worries about her and fears that sothing might go wrong.
All of it stems from his deep care for her.
"Brandon Heath, you have already said these words to ." Aria Rowlett also lightly held his big hand, her lips brimming with happiness, "Dad is also great, carefully taking care of throughout my pregnancy, which has been quite hard."
"I have to thank you as well, for giving such a happy ho."
"I don’t find it hard, taking care of you and the baby is what I should do. You are the one who has gone through the most hardship, enduring a difficult pregnancy for so long and suffering so much while giving birth to the baby. In the future, I will definitely take good care of you and the baby."
"I don’t feel that it was hard. I feel really happy." Aria wore a satisfied expression like that of a blissful little woman, "Really, I feel so incredibly happy right now."
Joanna Lawrence listened to the conversation between the husband and wife, showing an aunt’s smile on her face.
Seeing her best friend so happy made her feel happy and content as well.
Not wanting to disturb the couple’s warm and happy mont, she covered her mouth and laughed, "Aria, you and Brandon can have a good chat. I will go see my little niece."
Having said that, Joanna went to see the baby.
Madam Heath had played with her little precious grandson for a while, and Tedd had already helped her sit down on the side.
It wasn’t because she lost interest, but because her body didn’t allow her to stand for long periods of ti.
Ashton Heath stood by the crib, awkwardly trying to play with his little niece. The baby was originally smiling, but when Brandon reached in expressionlessly to play with her, she pursed her lips and burst into tears the next second.
Ashton’s outstretched hand suddenly froze.
His facial expression also stuck.
When Madam Heath heard the baby cry, she beca terribly upset and imdiately questioned her once-beloved grandson, "Ashton, what did you do? How could you scare Stacy to tears?"
The innocent Ashton’s face grew even stiffer.
He retracted his stiffened hand and explained, "Grandma, I didn’t scare her. She just started crying on her own."
"Humph, if you didn’t scare her, why would she cry? How co she was just laughing when your dad and I were playing with her just now?"
Ashton: "..."
He didn’t know why.
He really didn’t do anything.
If they insisted that he did sothing, all he did was reach out to play with her.
"Grandma, I really didn’t do anything. I didn’t purposely scare her." Ashton felt wronged, "Do you think I would do sothing as petty as frightening a small infant?"
Madam Heath, of course, knew her grandson well.
But at this mont, she didn’t care about that.
She snorted coldly, "You didn’t scare her, but it’s no different. Standing there with a straight face, she gets frightened just looking at you. Isn’t that the sa as scaring her? Hurry away and don’t stand there looking so annoying."
Ashton: "..."
Alright, then.
Now that Madam Heath has a little precious grandson, he, as a forr beloved grandson, has naturally beco an annoying person.
Wasn’t Sir Darren in the sa situation back then?
Ashton didn’t bother arguing with Madam Heath, and simply nodded, "Yes, Grandma, you’re right. Then I’ll get out of the way."
When Joanna ca, she saw such a scene.
The fair and tender little baby was crying with a red nose and red eyes, looking exceptionally pitiful and lovable.
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