He felt at ease with his ability and Nathan’s work efficacy.
Not to mention that Yulia would not be exposed, but even if Yulia were to get exposed, he would also have a way to deal with it.
Xavia was speechless. He could have just stood there and spoken if he wanted to. Why did he suddenly have to walk over here?!
He was standing at such a close distance to her, it was making her feel very flustered!
No. The main point now was Yulia. He did not understand what public opinion meant to ordinary people like them, nor did he know the importance of her daughter to her.
She did not want to put her daughter in any dangerous situation.
“You’re competent, but words always get out fast, and you will not be able to resist the pressure of the public opinion.”
“Yulia, be a good girl and listen to Mommy. Go back to the villa first and wait for Mommy, okay? Mommy will get discharged from the hospital soon, and I will come and accompany you then.”
Xavia’s voice was gentle, but it was also a little serious.
Yulia could still tell that Xavia’s emotions were not right under this kind of atmosphere. She pursed her mouth. “Okay then, Mommy. I will be a good girl and listen to you. You should take good care of your health.”
“Mhm.” Xavia was relieved, and she touched the little girl’s head gently as she looked at Zivon. “Please help me make the arrangements.”
Zivon could not refute her, so he could only look at Little Bun affectionately as he comforted her. “Uncle will arrange for Maison to go back together with you after eating.”
“Mhm! I’m so happy! I can play with Brother Maison!”
Yulia was so happy that she started making dancing gestures with her hands. Her emotions instantly changed from her initial disappointment to happiness.
Xavia looked at them. Why did she feel as though she was the evil one?
Forget it. Everything was fine as long as they could make it through the next two days safely.
After eating breakfast, the two children were left under Nathan’s care.
The ward became quiet.
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