Chapter 693 Back in the ward.
Joanna smiled gently at Bruce. “Bruce, we can finally leave the hospital now.” When Bruce heard this, his handsome face lit up with a silly smile. “Oh, oh. I'm so happy we can go home!” Joanna then turned to the several bodyguards. “Have you packed everything?” “Don’t worry, Mrs. Everett. Everything is packed, and the discharge procedures have been completed.” “Alright then, let's go!” Joanna double-checked the ward to make sure nothing important was left behind before feeling at ease to leave.
“Wifey, be careful.” Bruce took the initiative to hold Joanna's hand.
Afraid someone would accidentally touch her, he gently wrapped his other hand around Joanna's shoulder.
Joanna smiled gently at him. “Okay, let's go.” “Darcy, are there any reporters outside?” Hearing Joanna's question, Darcy replied solemnly, “Miss Haynes, don’t worry. The car is already waiting at the elevator entrance. Once we step out of the elevator, we'll be able to get into the car safely.” “This time, we have taken all necessary security measures. You and Mr. Everett won't be affected or harassed.” “Good. That's a relief.” The last time Bruce was discharged from the hospital, a large number of reporters and onlookers waited outside.
The scene was chaotic.
Bruce was greatly affected and even broke down in tears in front of the media.
This time, they couldn't let history repeat itself. The security personnel had made thorough preparations to ensure their safety.
Ding! The elevator went directly to the parking lot.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtRight as Bruce and Joanna stepped out, the waiting reporters went crazy.
“Mr. Everett, can we have a quick interview? Please say a few words!” Click, click! The reporters went crazy with their cameras.
However, this time, the security arrangements were well-executed.
The bodyguards and security personnel formed a pathway with barricades, keeping all the reporters outside/ At the elevator entrance, there was an extended Rolls-Royce and several Mercedes-Benz cars waiting.
The servants respectfully opened the car doors, saying, “Mr. Everett, Mrs. Everett, please get into the car.
Joanna was worried that Bruce Everett might get overwhelmed by the situation, so she urged him, “Bruce, hurry up and get in!” Bruce grinned foolishly. “Wifey, you can go in first.” “It's okay. You go first.” “No, | want you to go first.” Bruce was more worried that the reporters might harrassed Joanna. So he wanted her to enter the car first Joanna couldn’t persuade him otherwise and had no choice but to get into the car first.
The extended Rolls-Royce had plenty of space, and the genuine leather seats were incredibly comfortable.
However, being over seven months pregnant, Joanna's movements were somewhat restricted.
She got into the car clumsily.
Just as he was about to move to her seat, Bruce had already gotten into the car from the other side.
“Wifey, sit tight and don’t move around! Remember to buckle up your seatbelt,” Bruce said as he swiftly pulled the seatbelt over Joanna and carefully fastened it for her.
Joanna was slightly surprised by his thoughtfulness.
She had intended to get into the car and move to the inside seat to make room for him.
Unexpectedly, he entered from the other side and even helped her fasten her seatbelt.
She couldn't help but think that this little fool was quite considerate.
“Let's go!” “Alright,” the driver responded and calmly started the car.
The bodyguards quickly got into the other Mercedes-Benz behind.
Soon, the cars left the parking lot and headed towards Sherane Bay Villa.
Bruce affectionately wrapped his arm around Joanna's shoulder inside the car, and his other hand gently caressed her belly.
Joanna was about to call the butler when the baby suddenly kicked her stomach. “Ouch...” Bruce's face immediately showed a hint of concern upon hearing her exclamation. “Wifey, what's wrong?” Joanna took a deep breath. “I'm fine. The baby kicked me just now.” “Really? Let me hear it, let me hear it!” Bruce said excitedly and quickly pressed his head against her belly.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSeeing this, Joanna couldn't help but push his head away. “Stop fooling around. We're in the car now!” “Come on. | just want to hear it, and | want to talk to the baby too.” “Baby, you have to behave yourself inside. Don’t kick Mommy randomly; she’s already been through a lot. If you misbehave, Daddy will spank your bottom, okay!” Joanna rolled her eyes playfully.
“The baby hasn't even been born yet. It can’t hear or understand anything you're saying.” “Hehe, your belly moved again. The baby is kicking you!” “Of course, the baby is seven months old; it's bound to be active.” Bruce chuckled at her response.
Then, he couldn't help but sigh. “Sigh...” Joanna was stunned. She found Bruce’s behavior a little strange. “What's wrong?” “No. It's nothing, hehe...” Bruce smiled foolishly again and nuzzled his head affectionately on Joanna's shoulder.
At this moment, he felt really blessed.
When he heard Joanna say she wanted to abort the baby after the car accident, he felt a sharp pain in his heart. Yet now, seeing the baby healthy and about to be born, he felt an overwhelming sense of happiness.
Unfortunately...
He had secretly asked the doctor about the baby’s gender and knew it was a baby boy, not a girl.
If it were a girl, he would have been even happier.
However, it did not matter. He was overjoyed regardless of the baby’s gender, as long as it was his child.
“Why did you sigh? Are you feeling sentimental about something?” Joanna asked, and she couldn't help but smile at her own question.
This damn guy was mentally retarded now. What kind of thoughts could he possibly have? The sigh just now was probably only a reflexive action