A moment of deathly silence.
Finally putting an end to the indoor chaos.
It took Wilson Finley a while to snap back to reality. He glanced at the figure on the bed. After all the turmoil of the recent past, she was noticeably thinner.
At such a critical moment...
She was pregnant.
With one hand supporting his chin, Hank Finn cast a thoughtful look and said in a composed voice, "Congratulations, you're going to be an uncle."
Wilson Finley kept silent.
After a moment, he turned around and said, "Pregnancy makes her body fragile. She's with you now. I can't interfere too much, so please keep an eye on her and make sure she doesn't do anything reckless."
Hank squinted his eyes, "Are you really going to tie her down like this?"
The light in Wilson's eyes flickered faintly, "It's better than her taking risks."
He knew all too well that the situation in Ogatheon was too complex, and Yvonne Finley, fighting on her own, wouldn't be able to handle it.
