Chapter 207

Cinda was very grateful, "Ms. Taylor, you are the best person I have ever met. Don't worry, I will take good care of you and the baby in the future."

Isabella nodded with a smile, "I'll be counting on you a lot after the baby is born."

Michael arrived soon, and Cinda put the packed bags in the car. She watched Isabella leave before packing her own things.

Neither of them spoke on the way.

Isabella, who was a bit drowsy during her pregnancy, found the situation too awkward to be alone with Michael, so she closed her eyes and slept.

She was sleeping soundly when a rumbling woke her up.

She thought it was the sound of her own stomach.

After all, she often felt hungry these days.

But after listening carefully, she realized it wasn't from her stomach, especially since she had just had breakfast and shouldn't be hungry so soon.

There were only two people in the car, so if it wasn't her, then it must be...

Isabella turned to look at Michael, who was driving seriously, and asked, "Michael, did you come without having breakfast?"

"I don't have the habit of eating breakfast."

Michael's answer wasn't exactly a lie, as his breakfast usually consisted of just a cup of coffee and a few slices of bread.

He had developed the habit of eating breakfast during their time at Elysian Heights Estate.

But to free up today, he had worked through the night at the company to handle everything in advance and had slept for less than four hours before coming over.

He simply didn't have time for breakfast.

Just when he thought he could endure it, the car suddenly filled with the smell of bread.

Before Michael could react, a sandwich with fried eggs and vegetables appeared in front of him, followed by Isabella's extremely exasperated expression.

"This is an extra one Cinda prepared for me. I can't finish it, so don't be picky."

She wasn't worried about whether he would be hungry, but rather didn't want him to look so pitiful because of her.

Seeing her turn her head after handing over the sandwich, Michael suddenly found her very cute.

He took the sandwich from her hand.

The Wilson Family.

Several uncles knew Isabella was coming today and had been waiting at the door early in the morning.

But what they didn't expect was that the first person they saw getting out of the car was Michael.

Thinking about how Daniel was still concerned about the couple's relationship, they all understood.

It was Isabella who was suffering.

Even at this time, she had to bring along this jerk Michael.

Since Daniel was allowed to return home to recuperate, he had been monitored by a family doctor. Although his spirits had improved, his body was not what it used to be.

After greeting her uncles, Isabella walked into the hall hand in hand with Michael and saw Daniel having a meal.

But Daniel didn't seem to have much of an appetite, putting down his utensils after a few bites.

"Grandpa, I'm here. Did you eat well today?"

Isabella deliberately called out, sitting down next to Daniel, "Grandpa, what do you have in your bowl? It smells so good."

She pretended to sniff it, making Daniel laugh.

"Isabella, you like it? Someone, bring another bowl for Isabella to try."

"I don't know where Holden got the idea, but he insists on making me eat these health supplements. I'm tired of them."

Daniel waved his hand, and the butler quickly went to get it.

But Isabella took the bowl, blowing on the hot porridge and feeding it to Daniel, "Grandpa, Uncle Holden is doing it for your good. If you get sick and they don't come back, you'll be upset for a long time. Now that the uncles are here to take care of you, don't blame them."

She fed the porridge to Daniel bit by bit.

Daniel complained to Isabella while eating the porridge she fed him.

"I don't care if they come back. I want them to settle down. Do you see any of them listening?"

"If they all had a grandson for me, it would be better than any medicine."

"Grandpa, you can't say that. The uncles have their own ideas. The more you push them, the worse it will be. You need to find their weaknesses."

"What weaknesses?"

Daniel was suddenly interested.

But Isabella didn't finish, "I need to think about it before I can tell you. Otherwise, the uncles will come after me."

When the uncles came over, they saw Isabella holding an empty bowl, talking to Daniel.

Their eyes lit up.

Isabella was indeed impressive, getting Daniel to finish a bowl of porridge in just a few words.

Daniel pouted and turned his gaze to Michael, who was sitting quietly on the side.

He looked at the two of them in confusion, "Isn't the company busy lately? How do you two have time to come together today?"

Afraid that Michael might say something to make Daniel misunderstand, Isabella quickly said, "Grandpa, we actually have some great news to tell you today."

Hearing this, Daniel's eyes lit up, "Are you two reconciled and not getting a divorce?"

When he saw Isabella asking for a divorce online, he was very upset.

If Michael had really wronged Isabella, he would have taught him a lesson and taken Isabella away from the Brown Family.

But after observing for a while, he realized Michael wasn't the playboy he had imagined.

In fact, Michael only had Isabella by his side.

But why their relationship had deteriorated to this point was still a mystery to him.

Isabella had liked him so much before. If she still had feelings for Michael, as a grandfather, he naturally wanted to see Isabella happy.

Otherwise, how could he face his deceased daughter Grace and his wife?

Isabella was startled.

She hadn't expected Daniel to still remember her and Michael's divorce issue so deeply.

Even though they had put on a show at the hospital, it had no effect on Daniel.

"Grandpa, what are you thinking about?"

Isabella clung to his arm, acting spoiled, "Michael and I are getting along very well. We haven't mentioned divorce for a long time. Please don't bring it up again. I don't want to recall sad things."

"Are you lying to me again?" Daniel snorted, "If your relationship is good, why haven't you had a child yet?"

Isabella knew that if she didn't show some evidence, Daniel wouldn't believe that she and Michael still had feelings for each other.

"Grandpa, I'm not lying this time. Look!"

Isabella took out the medical report from her bag and handed it to Daniel.

The words "early pregnancy" were clearly printed on the report in front of Daniel.

"This..."

Daniel was shocked, holding the report up to his eyes and hurriedly putting on his glasses to examine it carefully.

Finally, he looked back at Isabella's belly.

"Isabella, you really have a baby!"

"My great-grandchild, the hope of the Wilson Family, my long-cherished wish has finally come true."