Chapter 1382 - 1381: Fiona Sutton, Will You Marry Me?
He’s much thinner than before, and also looks darker.
The resolute face reveals no emotions.
As Fiona Sutton raises her head, she sees Yancy Hastings standing over there.
Instantly, tears well up in her eyes.
She always thought she wouldn’t fall for Yancy Hastings, but when she thought he had died, she understood her own heart.
Now, seeing him just standing there, her heart feels immensely excited, yet she doesn’t know how to express it.
Seeing her like this, Yancy Hastings slowly walks over.
"Did you check your temperature?"
It seems like they hadn’t been apart for long, almost as if yesterday was just another day.
Yancy Hastings’ words are very ordinary, yet very comforting.
Fiona Sutton doesn’t speak, she just looks at him like that.
"Open your mouth."
Yancy Hastings brings over the thermometer but only sees this woman staring dumbfoundedly at him, so he reminds her.
Fiona Sutton remains motionless, her mouth closed, not speaking.
Standing there like that, as if she’s been immobilized.
Seeing her like this, Yancy Hastings sighs.
Leaning forward, he places a fleeting kiss on her lips.
A moment later, it vanishes.
"It’s still a bit warm, I’ll get you a glass of water."
Saying that, Yancy Hastings stands up from the bed ready to leave.
Fiona Sutton suddenly reaches out and grabs him.
"What’s wrong?"
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Yancy Hastings is startled, his eyebrows slightly furrowing, then he sits back down.
"I don’t want to drink water."
Finally finding her voice.
"But you have a fever, and now that you’re pregnant, you can’t take medicine, you need to drink more water, understand?"
He patiently explains.
Fiona Sutton stubbornly shakes her head, holding onto his arm, refusing to budge.
Seeing her like this, Yancy Hastings is at a loss too.
Fiona Sutton’s temperament seems to have changed, and now that she’s pregnant, he can’t force her.
"If the fever doesn’t go down in half an hour, then drink water."
Yancy Hastings quickly compromises.
Fiona Sutton smiles and nods.
She cares very much about the baby inside her, but she really doesn’t want to drink water right now.
"You’ve lost weight."
Yancy Hastings reaches out to touch her face, feeling a bit of warmth, but her chin has become much sharper.
Hearing Yancy Hastings’ words, tears warm Fiona Sutton’s eyes.
"You’ve lost weight too."
Fiona Sutton tries hard to smile, but this look only makes one feel more tender-hearted.
Yancy Hastings looks at her with affection.
"It’s been tough for you during this time, why don’t you stay here?"
Saying this, Yancy Hastings smiles.
"Fiona Sutton, are you willing to marry me?"
The long-awaited question replays again in her ears, and suddenly, Fiona Sutton’s tears fall.
"Why are you crying?"
Fiona Sutton is not someone who cries easily. Seeing her like this, he quickly reaches out to wipe her tears away.
"I’m willing."
Fiona Sutton also reaches up to wipe her tears and then nods vigorously.
Hearing her agree, Yancy Hastings beams with a smile, then wraps his arms around her.
His solid muscles offer an infinite sense of security.
Fiona Sutton stretches out her arms, embracing his muscular waist.
When Mrs. Hastings comes in carrying porridge, she sees the two of them embracing.
"Ahem!"
Knowing she’s interrupting them a bit, but Fiona Sutton needs to eat something.
Fiona Sutton hears Mrs. Hastings’ voice and immediately releases her grip, pushing Yancy Hastings away.
"Have some porridge, you look like you’ve lost weight again."
Mrs. Hastings sighs as she places the porridge, then turns to prepare to leave.
"Mom, I’m planning to get married."