Hey, My Twins Babies

Brian was heartbroken, while Winnie thought it was good. It seemed that her illness stemmed from her stress.

She was always putting too much pressure on herself, and Brian didn't even know how to help her. The most straightforward way was to give her money so that she didn't have to worry about anything. But Winnie always felt that giving her money was insulting her, degrading her dignity, making her a gold-digger.

"Is it bad? How do you know if someone is caring about you if you don't get sick?"

Winnie asked rhetorically. Being able to hear Brian say he cared about her was probably one of the rewards of her illness.

But it would be good if he cared about her earlier before they had broken up.

Just as Winnie's weak words fell, a knock sounded on the door. Brian went to open the door.

The doctor finally came and gave Winnie various examinations.

The final conclusion was an acute viral infection with a fever caused by an inflammation of the throat.

The doctor gave Winnie fluids and medication.

Before the doctor left, he gave various explanations on how Brian should take care of the patient, telling Brian what medication should be taken.

After the doctor left, Brian brought water and medicine, and only after she had eaten medicine he let Winnie lie down.

"Raya has the porridge ready, have some."

Brian gently persuaded, he felt that eating something would strengthen her resistance a bit.

"I can't eat, I have a sore throat, I want to take a nap."

Winnie's voice was getting hoarse as she spoke, and even she felt painful as speaking or swallowing.

"Go to sleep and eat when you wake up."

Brian didn't force her, he felt sorry to hear her voice like that.

"Don't go, just stay here."

Winnie's voice was getting lower and lower, but she braced herself to say those few words.

"I'm not leaving, I will be here."

"Sleep, I won't leave a step."

At this moment, looking at Winnie, he felt her helpless, probably because of the insecurity of living alone, or maybe because she had been hurt too much. She kept herself tightly surrounded, not letting anyone in.

Brian was eager to know what Winnie was going through and wanted to completely warm her up.

Winnie still curled up. Brian simply got under the covers and put Winnie in his arms, using his own body heat to help warm her up.

When Winnie was shivering from the cold, she was like suddenly standing next to a furnace, which instantly drove away the cold. Because she felt the warmth, Winnie did not resist but unconsciously approached this "furnace".

"Kids ......"

Winnie wanted to ask who would take care of the kids, so that she could sleep more peacefully.

But just as she said the word kids, Brian knew what she wanted to ask.

"I have left the kids in Raya's care, and they'll go to bed in their rooms when it's time. Don't worry about them, taking care of yourself is what's important." "Sleep now."

Brian had arranged it well, and had guessed that Winnie would be worried even if she was sick.

"OK."

"Don't let the kids come to me

"You're afraid of infecting them."

"Sleep, okay? I have arranged them well."

Brian wanted Winnie to go to sleep and not have any thoughts.

She must have been overworked these days to get sick, and now she needed to rest to slowly regain her strength.

"Well, ok."

Winnie agreed and then did not speak again. She felt dizzy, but unexpectedly she could not sleep. Maybe she was accustomed to be busy or she wanted to enjoy Brian's embrace. Since she could not fall sleep, she would like to have a talk.

"I got the work done when you called the doctor,, awesome, right?"

Winnie spoke slowly, not knowing if Brian would compliment her, only that she was satisfied of herself.

"Yes, you are awesome, you still work when you are sick."

"Why aren't you asleep though?"

Brian recognized Winnie's ability to work, he was also heartbroken. Hearing that she had horse weak voice, he was upset.

"I can't fall asleep, my head keeps ringing. My throat hurts, swallowing saliva hurts."

All in all Winnie felt awful, but she was still optimistic, after all, lying quietly in Brian's arms like this was a rare opportunity.

"Don't talk if your throat hurts, doesn't it hurt more if you talk? Hang in there, you'll be fine after the medicine takes effect."

Even though Winnie couldn't sleep, Brian didn't want her to talk. The more she talked, the more her throat hurt, but he couldn't do anything about it.

"Talking is a distraction, so I will feel better."

Winnie kept her eyes closed because she felt her eyes were burning and sore she couldn't open them at all. Her throat hurt, her head hurt, and the feeling was so bad that talking to Brian made her better. "Don't talk, and if you work so hard in the future, I'll make sure to lock you in the house and not let you out."

Brian's threat was serious. He didn't want Winnie to work so hard and try to figure out how to make money even when she was sick.

Winnie still had her eyes closed, but after hearing Brian's words, she couldn't help but have the corners of her mouth rise.

"I wish I had a man who spoiled me in such a way. Being able to stay home, to be a full-time housewife, to stay in bed when there's nothing to do, is the thing I've been yearning for the last five years." "For the last five years, especially the years when my parents died, it was a luxury for me to even sleep."

She was not allowed to speak, but she still spoke slowly. At this point, she had the feeling of being drunk and not having to worry about anything, saying whatever she wanted to say and just not admitting anything when she sobered up.

But the only difference was that when she was drunk, she did not sober, while when she was sick, she was sober.

"Will you stop talking and listen to me?"

Brian was already heartbroken when he heard Winnie's words.

For so many years he had been busy, but he had never felt that sleeping was a luxury, so he could see how difficult it was for Winnie at that time.

"I have words......"

Winnie didn't want to oblige Brian, only her talking could distract her. However Brian sealed Winnie's mouth with the oldest yet most useful method.

Winnie's eyes opened in shock at the sudden kiss, and her head cleared instantly from the kiss.

She pushed Brian, but how could she possibly push a burly man away when she originally had no strength?

Winnie insisted on pushing Brian away, but the more she pushed him, the harder his kiss became.

Brian knew that this move was a bit inappropriate when Winnie was sick. He had also started with the intention of just wanting to seal Winnie's mouth to keep her from speaking.

But once he kissed, Winnie's soft fiery lips were like they were given energy, attracting him.

However, this kiss had to be careful for fear of touching Winnie's hand that was infused with medicine.

For a while, Brian had to stop, he really couldn't control his desire if he did not stop.

"You're crazy, I'll infect you."

Winnie looked at Brian angrily, not in disgust at his kiss, but just in fear of infecting Brian with the virus.

This family was at a time when they need someone to take care of the family, and if Brian were to fall ill, there would be no one to take care of the family.

"I'm not afraid, if infecting me you'll get better, I want to be infected immediately."

Brian spoke, and he really wasn't afraid of being infected or getting himself sick.

"Stay away, stay away from me. I'm going to sleep, don't disturb me."

Winnie suddenly didn't know how to respond and turned her head to the side after saying she wanted to sleep and stopped looking at Brian.

Her brain was clear at this point, and she knew that she shouldn't kiss with Brian at this time. She didn't blame Brian for what happened today, it was her own fault that she had failed to control herself. "Okay, go to sleep. But before you fall asleep, I have something to tell you."

Brian didn't stop Winnie from sleeping, but he knew that Winnie wouldn't fall asleep that quickly.

It was necessary for him to respond to the emotions Winnie had just unintentionally spilled out.

"Winwin, though I don't know how you used to suffer, though you won't talk to me about what you used to do or forgive me, my attitude must be made known to you."

"No matter what you're going through, if it's something you can't solve, just let me know and I'll make it right for you."

How Brian wished that Winnie could say all the things in her heart, and let him solve all the difficult problems she encountered. Knowing that she had high self-esteem, knowing that she cared about what the Bennet family thought of her, he thought a woman really couldn't take too much.

"I'm just trying to make it easier for you by helping you out, I don't want to see you work so hard. And I know you don't need my money and I know you hate it when I talk to you about money. But I want to tell you that you don't have to be burdened with using my money, you don't have to ask others for help, and you don't have to think too much about it."

"My sister and father approve of you, and they like you. Uncle Thomas and his family have no right to interfere in my affairs, and now Grandpa is the only one who puts a lot of pressure on you."

"You don't have to care what he thinks, what he wants to say is only his own thought and not what our family thinks."

Brian had to make Winnie understand all of this, to let her know that Grandpa's words did not mean what he thought.

Winnie felt softhearted after hearing those words, and she was once again touched by the sincerity in Brian's voice. But she was really sensitive to the word money, and really cared about what Felix thought of her.

Winnie turned to Brian, the melancholy and the compassion in his eyes made Winnie's heart ache.

"I'm a self-respecting person and back then if I hadn't been pushed to the wall, I wouldn't have been a surrogate. You can imagine how ironic the word money is to me." "Your grandfather cares about money, and in his eyes I'm a woman who can have kids with random men for money, so how do you think I'm going to gain his approval?" Winnie couldn't even see hope, she didn't know what Brian could do to help her get over this hurdle.☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐