"Haaa~ He left?"
Larissa asked Mrs. Jean with a frown. She just woke up, and again, she didn't see Jerrod before he went to work.
"Yes, I'm sorry, honey. He tries to wait for you to wake up but needs to leave."
"It's okay. I'll just wait for him to go home."
"Okay, sweetie, Ms. Dalia is actually downstairs."
"Dalia? She's been waiting for me to wake up?"
"She just came here, don't worry."
Larissa hurriedly washed up and went down to the living room, as she knew that Mrs. Jean was lying to her and that Dalia didn't wait for her long. She's aware of how considerate and caring everyone has become now that she's pregnant, but she doesn't want to be a huge burden to everyone.
"Dalia!"
"Oh, don't! Don't run!"
Dalia rushed toward Larissa, who was running down the stairs.
"Don't be too nervous. I won't fall; I am only 15 weeks."
"But you still have to be careful."
