Chapter 689 Whoever Stronger Called the Shots.
Fiona laughed.
"You're good at flattering, huh? Don't let your brother hear that. He used to be the best, and now you've added Ethan, and he will be jealous!"
"This is a little secret between best friends!" Chicago sobbed while looking proud. "The thing with Kenny and Godmother before was a little secret between me and Godmother. I never told anyone!"
However, the secret between Godmother and Kenny was exposed.
"I heard that you also had a little secret with your Godfather," Fiona asked.
Chicago nodded, "But Godfather doesn't count as my best friend. At most, just an agreement!"
"Baby knows about agreements?" Fiona's face was filled with joy.
"I know a lot more than you think!" Chicago spoke while gently caressing Fiona's cheek. "You are the best mommy, and your child will also be the best child."
Chicago carefully patched up Fiona's broken heart on this night.
The next day.
The final search team that was searching for Darwin sent a message that the search was unsuccessful.
All the islands and places that needed to be visited were visited.
There were no bodies or even clothes washed ashore.
No one heard of anyone finding a survivor and taking him home.
They even searched the nearby merchant ships that had been around during that period but found nothing.
Fiona finished the phone call.
She sat in the cloakroom for half an hour.
Fiona's mind was empty.
Her heart continued to ache.
But when Fiona finished changing and went downstairs, she returned to her powerful and confident self.
Thalassa started experiencing morning sickness.
It was particularly severe in the morning.
She couldn't even sleep in, and now she was eating grapes with a tired expression in the living room.
"Fiona." she immediately reached out to Fiona with a look of grievance.
Fiona approached, and she hugged Fiona's waist, crying, "I'm throwing up so much that my bile is coming out!"
"If you're throwing up so much, you should go to the hospital," Fiona said seriously.
"I intended to take her to the hospital last night, but she didn't want to," Kenny said helplessly. "Sister-in-law, please persuade her."
"Why don't you want to go to the hospital?" Fiona touched Thalassa's head.
"When I think of the smell of disinfectant in the hospital, it makes me want to throw up even more," Thalassa muttered. "It's fine. I saw online that there are people who have worse morning sickness than me. I'm not that weak. I'll probably be fine after a few days!"
Fiona thought for a moment.
When Fiona went to have breakfast, she asked the Rhoads family obstetrics and gynecology department and confirmed that the examination rooms were specially disinfected but didn't smell like disinfectant.
Fiona knew that Thalassa was definitely going to refuse.
So, when Chicago appeared swaying, barefoot and holding a teddy bear, Fiona crouched down, looking at Chicago with a determined expression. "Baby, I am going to assign you a task!"
Chicago was a child who loved it when mommy gave her tasks.
Chicago's eyes immediately lit up.
Chicago nodded frantically. "Mommy, tell me, what task?"
"Godmother is pregnant now, and she doesn't want to go to the hospital just like a little child," Fiona said softly.
Chicago immediately became anxious. "Is my little sister okay?"
Fiona hurriedly nodded, "Yes, your little sister is fine. But your godmother is throwing up a lot, and Kenny and I are worried. We want her to go to the hospital and get checked."
Fiona realized this when she became pregnant herself.
Not all mothers can adapt to pregnancy.
Some pregnant women had very strong reactions that could even affect their own health and well-being.
In such cases, pregnancy was not suitable.
"Uh-huh!" Chicago nodded immediately. "I got it. I'll persuade my godmother to go and find the teacher later and tell them we'll have class this afternoon!"
"Then I'll leave it to you!" Fiona raised her palm.
Chicago confidently high-fived Fiona. "Mommy, have a good breakfast. You need to eat more. A good breakfast gives you energy for the day!"
"Okay!"
If Chicago took action, Thalassa wouldn’t refuse.
After breakfast, Fiona headed to work.
Before Christmas, Solomon had already experienced chaos due to Darwin's sudden disappearance. The workload was piling up, especially after the holidays.
Fortunately, the management team Darwin trained was professional enough. Otherwise, Fiona would be working around the clock and wouldn't have time to take care of the children at home.
Before getting in the car, Fiona glanced at Xavier. "Today, the last search and rescue team will withdraw from that area, but we can't give up searching."
Xavier immediately responded, "Please rest assured, I will immediately mobilize all available resources at my disposal and expand the search area!"
"Thank you for your hard work."
Fiona calmly finished speaking and got into the car.
Xavier watched Fiona leave, and his eyes turned red without a word.
However, there was a junior behind him who didn't know boundaries. "Now that Christopher has completely taken over, he accompanies the lady every day."
Xavier's gaze immediately fell on the person. "What? You lost Mr. Solomon and still have the audacity to complain to the man who saved the lady?"
"Boss, that's not what I meant..."
Xavier didn't listen to his explanation.
Xavier naturally knew that his brother was standing up for him.
But Fiona didn't punish him and still allowed him to continue working by her side, which was a great grace.
"I'll say it once, control your mouths. If I hear such words again, I'll make sure you all roll back to where you came from!" Xavier reprimanded.
Everyone immediately lowered their eyelids and responded one after another.
But at that moment, a gust of wind swept over the person who had just insulted Christopher.
His reflexes were good, swiftly evading, but then a punch followed closely behind.
After a few quick moves, the opponent kicked his shoulder.
He took a few steps back before stabilizing himself.
A small figure gracefully landed after executing a nimble flip.
Charlotte looked at the person she had just pushed back.
"Charlotte." Xavier looked up and glanced, confirming that Charlotte had jumped down from the second floor. "This is too dangerous. Quickly check if your arms and legs are okay."
"I'm fine." Charlotte patted the dust off her legs. "I often jump from this height."
"You." Charlotte pointed at the man. "My father is better than me and better than him, and he can protect the lady better. That's why he can follow me at her side, got it?"
The man was slightly stunned.
Then, he was also a bit ashamed.
He couldn't even beat a little girl.
"Charlotte, I’m sorry for my impoliteness!" The man clasped his fists.
Charlotte took out a lollipop from her pocket, held it in her mouth, put her hands in her pockets, and walked back up the stairs with a calm gait.
Charlotte never felt that age or gender mattered.
Charlotte only knew that the strongest was the king.
Whoever strong called the shots.
Father taught her that.
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