After lunch, Bella didn't nap; she continued working in her office while peeking out the window to check whether her mother and Henry had arrived from the hospital. However, they only arrived at three in the afternoon.
Bella visited them with Dax.
Somehow, she felt tense holding her son's hand as they walked toward the Stone House.
"Mommy, why do you look nervous? Shouldn't I be the one who is nervous, right? This is the first time I met my uncle," said Dax.
Dax's words caused Bella to halt her steps. She smiled at him, though her smile still looked slightly stiff.
"I don't know. I'm just worried your uncle will... uhm, you know..." Bella couldn't finish her words because she didn't know how to express her concerns.
"Mom, are you worried I will follow his lifestyle and become a bad person when I grow up?" Dax innocently asked.
Bella silently swallowed. For the second time, she was surprised to hear his mature words.
