“Don’t worry,” Arthur continued, before Lucia could finish her words. “Teddy’s here, and I’m here.”
“But things have to be resolved…” Lucia frowned slightly and turned to look at Arthur. At this moment, she was a little anxious and impatient. She wanted to break the deadlock between herself and Arthur.
Clearly, he was around, but the middle was separated by countless obstacles.
“That’s something my parents should be thinking about, not you. You don’t have to bear the burden,” Arthur said softly.
“But…” Lucia still couldn’t let go of it.
“Don’t overthink it,” said Arthur, who couldn’t bear to see Lucia like this. She was always overthinking and wanted to take all the responsibility on her own.
“Decades of grudges don’t just go away. We have to give Ms. Wilson time. Besides, it’s only gonna be her thoughts that change, not us, not even Otis and Helena. I’m sure no matter how Ms. Wilson tries to stop them, they won’t give up on each other.”
Lucia knew this, of course, but how painful it was to miss someone.
“Helena misses Otis…” said Lucia softly, sighing, as much as she missed Arthur.
“Otis misses her too…” Arthur said, looking at Lucia meaningfully.
Under Arthur’s gentle gaze, Lucia didn’t feel cold at all. Every time she spent more time with him, it was like she was charging up her batteries.
With her lips slightly raised, Lucia smiled and said, “We’ll see if Esmae survives us.”
This time, she counted herself and Arthur among them.
“I have confidence,” Arthur said, smiling as he squeezed Lucia’s hand gently. He would not compromise, even if it took a lifetime.
At last, Lucia’s eyes sparkled, and the flame of hope rose again.
Arthur stared into Lucia’s burning eyes and clutched her hand. She was not the only one who wanted to battle.
Back in her room that night, Lucia slept soundly with her arms around Theodore. Last night, Arthur’s words calmed her down. Theodore woke up the next morning first.
“Mommy, I’m hungry…” Theodore said playfully, prodding his mother’s cheek with his index finger.
Lucia opened her eyes in a daze, and when she saw Theodore’s little face, she leaned over and kissed him.
“You’re up early?”
“Mommy, it’s getting late,” Theodore said as he crawled over to the bedside table, grabbed his watch and showed it to Lucia. “It’s almost nine o’clock.”
“Really?” Lucia rubbed her eyes, sat up, kissed Theodore again, and then picked up her daughter, who was squirming in her swaddling clothes. She pursed her small lips to the side. It seemed that she was really hungry.
“I feed your sister first. Teddy, brush your teeth and wash your face.” The little Boy was shy, slipped off the bed and ran out, making Lucia smile.
After feeding the baby, Lucia had time to wash up. Coincidentally, Theodore brought Arthur in to see how she was doing. Lucia handed her daughter over to Arthur and went to wash up alone.
Arthur sat on the bed with his daughter in his arms. The more he looked at her, the more he liked her. His heart became softer. Theodore leaned on his shoulder. He loved his sister as much as anyone else.
“Daddy, isn’t my sister the cutest baby in the world?” Theodore asked his father, staring at his sister with lights in his eyes.
“Of course,” Arthur answered without hesitation. This was his child with Lucia, the loveliest and most beautiful little princess in the world.
“I want to be with my sister and see her every day,” Theodore urged his father now and then in that hopeful tone.
Arthur turned and gave Theodore a gentle pinch on the cheek.
“Don’t worry. It won’t be long.”
“Daddy, you have to be careful when you return home after Christmas,” Theodore suddenly reminded Arthur. “The person you asked me to track hasn’t had any contact with the people in the country for a long time. It’s impossible for him to completely disconnect from the country. Either he found another way to contact, or…”
“He may have returned home.” Arthur looked down, and there was malice in his eyes.
“Yeah, but that’s highly unlikely. After all, he’s not someone who can show up in the country,” Theodore continued, nodding.
“I will be careful,” Arthur promised.
“And protect Mommy…” Theodore said, looking into his father’s eyes.
“Of course.” Arthur smiled. He was confident and determined.
Just as Arthur and his son were chatting, Lucia had already finished washing up and came out of the bathroom. Seeing them leaning against each other and talking, Lucia couldn’t help but smile. She really liked watching them get along.
However, Lucia did not have many opportunities to savor the warmth and love. She had just finished washing up when Spencer appeared at the door of her room. Seeing Arthur holding the baby, Spencer’s eyes darkened, with murderous intent.
“It’s time to go,” Spencer said coldly, standing at the door instead of entering the room.
Lucia immediately frowned and glared at Spencer. She didn’t expect him to leave the room without pestering her. Lucia’s foreboding became even worse.
She thought Spencer would follow her to the Davies Manor and make a scene. Even if he was restrained by the Davies family, he would not behave himself. However, Spencer did not harass her or Arthur once in the past two days. Lucia almost forgot he was still at the Davies Manor if it weren’t for his constant vigilance.
Arthur, sitting on the edge of the bed, sensed Lucia’s uneasiness. He stood up with Theodore on his back and said to Lucia,
“Don’t worry about it. And don’t overthink.”
That was what he said to Lucia last night.
Lucia looked at Arthur and calmed down a little. She didn’t want Arthur to worry too much, so she answered softly,
“Well, let’s go downstairs.”
Downstairs, the Davies had been waiting in the living room, and Spencer was sitting in the corner, as quiet as ever, with no expression on his face.
“Lucia, Arthur, you go and have breakfast. I’ll take the baby,” Sophie said as she saw Lucia. She went over and took the baby in arms, and Edwin joined her. They looked at the little princess in the swaddling blanket playing with her fingers.