The next day, when Karan woke up, she didn't know whether it was the setting sun or the warm yellow light of the rising sun shining through the floor-to-ceiling window, and a edge hit her face.

She had a needle on her wrist and hung a drip bottle that was almost finished.

There is no one in the study.

Last night, Siouville fed her some water. The more she thought about it, the more she felt it was unreliable, so she quickly contacted another family doctor and gave her an injection. The previous doctor performed well in his work, Siouville decided to recommend him to the International Vehicle Force, where he must have a great future.

Karan pulled out the needle, sat up, and his stomach roared.

Some food was left on the desk.

She ate and wandered around and found that the doors and windows were locked. The outer study room was low-key and luxurious, covered with thick long-haired carpets, a fake fireplace that could not be ignited and a sofa that was softer than the bed.

There is a private cinema in the inner room, a bathroom, and a bathroom.

There were a few spare clothes in the bathroom, which were actually her size.

Does Siouville want to imprison her here?

Karan's heart was deep.

She took a shower and changed into clean clothes, ready to find a way to get out.

In fact, Siouville only went out for five minutes.

He planned to bring a pillow back, but he met Tilin in the bedroom.

"We have an appointment today, do you still remember?" Dilin was picking jewelry in front of the dressing table in the master bedroom, and suddenly saw him in the mirror, "Didn't you change your clothes?"

Siouville is also wearing a black dress for Sunday prayer.

"I'll change it later." He answered calmly, while desperately recalling what he had made an appointment with Tirin.

He turned around and opened the wardrobe, checked his itinerary with the door blocking his phone, and the itinerary read "Meet Evelyn on Monday morning."

Evelyn is the youngest girl of the Tilin family. She is twenty-six years old this year. She has just gotten engaged and is the latest to marry among all the sisters. Tilin has a very good relationship with her and promises to accompany her to see the wedding dress.

Siouville has been having too much trouble recently and almost forgot about this date.

He remembered that he asked Dilin at that time: "Why do I want to go too..."

Tilin said that because her sister's fiancé Eisend is going, too.

She probably didn't want to be shown off by that newbies.

Or maybe he wants to use him to set a good example for his sister's future husband.

Siouville never dismissed her face in such matters.

But he now hides a pregnant slave in the study.

"Do I have to go?" he asked while changing his coat.

Tilin was using eyelash curlers, her hands were very stable and her speaking quickly: "Do you have anything to do temporarily?"

Siouville was thinking about reasons.

"It's okay, I can go alone." Tilin glanced at him from the mirror, "You are a busy person... All my sisters are used to me going out alone."

Siouville simply thought it was a bit bad for him, a man, to always attend a party of five sisters.

He and Di Lin had all dates, and all the love they should show, and they never missed gifts they should give. Her group of sisters who love to compete really couldn't find a way to beat Di Lin, so they scolded him behind their backs every day without time to accompany her.

But Dilin is very fond of this trick. Every time the sisters say this, she feels embarrassed.

Among the nobles, face is very important.

Siouville can only ask: "Where to see the wedding dress?"

Tirin raised her lips: "In Evelyn's studio, Earl Earl Eisende met with some personal designers, and they will talk to each other."

Siouville was silent, it took a long time to hear this.

Tilin put her hair down and gestured one by one: "I have met her with the jewelers and the sales staff of the winery. The wedding organizers have good taste. They will definitely shake the whole country on the day of their wedding. By the way, we have to have dinner at the Sky Garden restaurant at noon."

"no problem……"

"Let's go." Dilin put a golden leaf brooch, then stood up with a small bag of embroidered beads.

"……Now?"

Tilin looked at him strangely: "Yes... it's past eight o'clock now. What's wrong, Siouville? You seem to be a little wrong this morning."

Siouville explained that it was because he had stayed up late for too long and wanted to take a break.

"Thank you for your hard work, you can rest in the car." Tilin hurried out.

Siouville got into the car very uneasy.

He regretted it as soon as he set out.

Tilin took a selfie with her cell phone, and then told her husband: "Let's go to Cupid Parenting Center to find Evelyn, who is studying prenatal education with Earl Eisend."

"…prenatal education?" Siouville became increasingly suffocated.

"It is to educate the children in their stomachs and make them win at the starting line. I heard that they can let the children learn to play Rubik's Cube in their stomachs."

…?

Siouville was silent all the way.

He remembered that the little slave's bottle of medicine was almost finished, and he might bleed with the needle.

When he went to Cupid Parenting Center, he took advantage of the front desk of Dilyn's consultation and sent a text message to Raphael, asking him to go to the small study immediately.

Raphael received such a text message from his father and had no idea what was going on.

"I'm taking... class." He edited the text message and sent it back.

Tilin waved to Siouville from afar, and he hurried back to a "Go quickly" and followed his wife to the elevator.

There were only two of them in the elevator.

Siouville brewed for a while and whispered: "Tilly, I have something to think about..."

“The seventh floor is here.”

A sweet electronic prompt sounded, covering his voice. The elevator door opened, and there was a piece of tender green, pink and blue outside. The decoration style was innocent and fairy tale. The sign of "Cupid Parenting Center" was hung outside. The female receptionist was dressed appropriately and had a nice smile.

Siouville just wanted to vomit after seeing it.

"Go and see them." Tilin pulled him in happily.

Siouville was extremely puzzled - Is there no servant in the Eisend family? Why do you have to learn this kind of thing in person?

"Private classroom is here, please come with me." The waitress took the two of them over.

Soon, Siouville was shocked by the scene in the classroom.

How mentally retarded this is.

Eisend sat cross-legged, holding Evelyn with her back to him, and put her hands on her stomach.

A middle-aged woman who looked like a Southeast Asian man flirted with an accent and said in a daze: "Exhale - inhale - inhale! Now, you should feel that each other's hearts are connected, and a new life is born among you!"

Evelyn nodded vigorously, almost crying with joy.

The teacher's voice trembled: "It's still weak, but don't think it's ignorant! Its mood is tied to you with an umbilical cord... Cough, umbilical cord, Earl Earl Earl Essend."

Eisend quickly adjusted his hand from Evelyn's lower abdomen to his navel.

The teacher said seriously and solemnly: "As long as you feel it seriously, you will definitely hear its sound! Hurry...just now, go and feel it!"

At such a sacred moment, Siouville's cell phone rang, and it was Raphael who called it.

Tilin looked at him with an angry and slightly condemned look.

"It's saying...Dad!Mom!" The teacher raised his voice again, his voice sharp and thin.

Siouville answered the phone and fled the classroom.

"Raphael, have you gone back?" he asked in a low voice.

"Yes, I've rushed back. What happened, Father?"

"You go to the study on the fourth floor immediately. I locked the slave in it, and you help me take care of her for the whole morning. I will come back after lunch. I will arrange for the teacher to make up for the classes that are missing this morning next time, or you can take the textbook back... By the way, remember to bring her a pillow... and slippers! And..."

"Sioville!" Tilin waved to him on the other side of the classroom glass window.

Siouville hung up the phone in a hurry, and stood back to her as if nothing had happened, listening to the prenatal education teacher's talk about how to communicate with the child spiritually.

How come so many people cheat in the world?

Are their stress resistance so good?

In just one morning, Siouville was exhausted.
Chapter completed!