Chapter 438 Women's Sense of Security
Seeing the photo, Ophelia completely gave up hope.
How could her biological father be a prince of the royal family of France?
Regarding the visit of the delegation, as soon as she opened her phone, there were many news articles, including photos of Prince Wilder holding hands with his wife Catherine, smiling and waving to the crowd, very charismatic.
The couple had very high facial features, and Lance really resembled his mother, Princess Catherine.
"Ophelia."
Lynn pushed open the door to the private room and handed over a gift. "These are clothes I bought for your baby, as well as bottles. You will need them soon."
Ophelia smiled lightly. "Thank you."
"When is the due date?" Lynn looked at Ophelia's belly and asked, "Can I touch it?"
Lynn found it amazing how a woman's belly could become so big, like a ball.
"Of course." Ophelia took Lynn's hand and placed it on her belly. "Lucky moves sometimes, mostly in the morning; at this time, she's usually sleeping."
Before she could finish her sentence, Lucky in her belly moved and kicked Ophelia's belly.
Lynn felt it. "She kicked me. She moved. It's amazing, especially powerful. She must be soft."
Lynn was particularly excited. This was the power of new life.
"Lucky really likes you." Ophelia smiled. "She doesn't do this to everyone. So far, only Finnegan and you have touched my belly, and she liked this."
"Really!" Lynn was very happy. "If she's really a girl, I'll teach her to dance in the future."
"Sure," Ophelia said, "We'll know in October."
The due date was in mid-October.
"That's soon, just over a month." Lynn was looking forward to it.
Ophelia and Finnegan were also eagerly anticipating the baby's arrival.
Meanwhile, at a golf club on the course, Finnegan finished playing golf with real estate tycoon Joe Green and sat under a sun umbrella to rest.
Joe went to answer a call.
At that moment, Atticus answered a call and then walked over to Finnegan. "Mr. Abbott, after Niamh left the Parks family, she followed a man named Deacon, who is the owner of the CC Club. On the night Sybil died, Niamh had an alibi, and she was at this CC Club then."
Finnegan naturally had to watch more closely at Niamh, as Seraphina and Sybil's deaths somehow connected to her.
Finnegan took a sip of mineral water and gestured. "Investigate this CC Club owner, do it carefully, and don't stir up anything."
"Understood, Mr. Abbott." Atticus stepped back.
After Joe finished his call, he sat down under the sun umbrella next to Finnegan. "Let's have a drink together tonight. I'll call Mark and Walker."
"Okay," Finnegan suggested, "I heard there's a CC Club. How about going there tonight?"
Joe smiled. "Sure, let's go there and find a couple of companions to have a few drinks tonight."
The implication was to find women to accompany them.
Men didn't need to be too explicit in their conversations.
Finnegan jokingly pointed at himself. "Don't joke. Everyone knows I'm afraid of my wife. I can only drink, but no need to find someone to accompany me."
"What? Will your wife not let you in the house if you do so?" Joe teased.
"My household is governed by my wife," Finnegan joked.
Anyone who could say such things straightforwardly definitely loved his wife and didn't care about others' opinions.
Of course, no one would make fun of Finnegan. They would only envy Ophelia for finding such a good husband.
"Ophelia is really lucky," Joe said, "I'm not that loyal. Ophelia is lucky to have met you. By the way, when is Ophelia due? I'm ready with a big gift."
"Mid-October." Finnegan smiled warmly, "Meeting Ophelia was my luck."
Joe laughed, "You're showing affection again. I'll call Mark and Walker. Let's go to the CC Club tonight."
While Joe made a call, Finnegan also called Ophelia to inform her of his whereabouts.
Joe, who was nearby, listened in, and after the call, he chuckled, "Finnegan, I really admire you. You even have to report your whereabouts."
Finnegan shook his phone. "Women need a sense of security. As her husband, I have to provide it."