Stella Fletcher nodded gently, "It’s nothing, I won’t mind." "By the way, you might need to be hospitalized for a few days for observation. Otherwise, how about calling your parents to take care of you?" Hearing this, Stella lowered her eyes and couldn’t help but say, "My parents aren’t around; they’re working elsewhere, it’s just me here." Benjamin Shaw frowned slightly, looking at Stella with some pity, "Then what will you do alone? Do you have any friends here?" Stella nodded, "But, my best friend is currently in confinement, she can’t come to accompany me." "What should we do then? How about I help you hire a caregiver?" Stella quickly waved her hands to refuse. "No need, it’s too much trouble. I can manage on my own." Benjamin insisted, "You’re still very weak, how can you be alone? It’s better to have a caregiver." Stella hesitated for a moment and ultimately nodded. "Alright then, Dr. Shaw, I’ll trouble you." Benjamin smiled. "It’s no trouble; it’s what I should do. Rest well, and I’ll contact a caregiver for you." After Benjamin left the ward, Stella was filled with gratitude. She didn’t expect to meet such a warm person like Benjamin Shaw when she was most helpless and in need of help. At that moment, Stella was alone in the hospital ward, with one hand on an IV drip and the other holding her phone, sinking into loneliness. Vivian Lynch was feeding the two children, and seeing her overwhelmed, Caden Hawthorne went over to help. "Vivian, I’ll hold Evan, and you can feed Eliza!" "Okay." Caden looked at the soft and tender little baby on the crib, not knowing where to start. During this time, the family’s nanny was taking care of the two little babies, and they only slept with Vivian at night for bonding. Therefore, Caden rarely held the two babies. Watching the crying Evan, Caden, the novice dad, felt a bit at a loss. Seeing Caden’s sense of confusion at being a first-time father, Vivian chuckled, "Could it be you’re afraid to hold him?" Caden cleared his throat, trying to cover his embarrassment, "Who said I’m afraid to hold him? I’m just worried about hurting him." Vivian laughed and guided him, "Be gentle, support his head and neck. Yes, like that." Caden carefully picked up Evan, and the little guy gradually calmed down in his arms. Looking at his son in his arms, Caden felt a surge of joy and pride. "I didn’t expect this little guy to be so small, yet so hefty," Caden remarked. Vivian laughed and said, "When they grow a bit more, you won’t be able to carry them anymore." With that, Vivian handed one of the bottles of milk formula she had prepared to Caden. Caden took it and imitated Vivian, feeding milk to the little one. They sat on the sofa, each holding a child and feeding them, a family of four, basked in warmth. While taking care of the children, they also enjoyed this moment of happiness. At this time, the eldest baby Evan inconveniently urinated, and Caden felt a burst of warmth on his thigh. Looking down, he realized the little baby had peed, wetting his pants. Caden frowned and looked at Vivian beside him, couldn’t help but shout, "Wife..." "What’s up?" Vivian asked, not knowing what was going on. Caden pointed to Evan in his arms, with a look of disdain, "This little guy just peed." Seeing Caden’s awkward look, Vivian couldn’t help but laugh. "Haha, hurry and put him down, and change his diaper!" Caden, somewhat helpless, put Evan back into the crib, looking at his urine-soaked pants with a face full of dislike. "This little guy really knows how to pick a time." Caden grabbed a diaper from under the crib and was about to put it on his son. Suddenly, he paused in his actions and couldn’t help but ask, "Wife, how do you change this diaper?" For Caden, the novice dad, he had never changed a diaper for a tiny baby. So, Caden felt at a loss at this moment. Seeing Caden fumbling around, Vivian sighed helplessly, holding her daughter and standing up, "Let me do it!" Saying this, Vivian handed the daughter over to Caden. Holding her carefully, Vivian started to change the diaper for Evan. Although she didn’t know how initially, after learning from the home’s maid, she had already mastered these skills proficiently. Vivian laughed while expertly changing Evan’s diaper, "You, you have to learn more in the future; taking care of a baby is not that easy." Watching Vivian finish changing the diaper, Caden nodded, "Wait, I will learn well in the future." After changing the diaper, Caden looked at the two adorable babies, full of happiness. He knew that from now on, he had to take on the responsibility of being a father and, alongside Vivian, create a happy future for the children. Meanwhile, outside Hartswell Manor, Yvonne York, wearing a baseball cap, stood at a distance. She looked at the brightly decorated Hawthorne Family inside and then thought of her own situation, unable to return home. Instantly, she felt a burst of resentment, clenching her fists, with a flash of anger in her eyes. "Vivian Lynch, why can your life be complete, while I can’t go home and am abandoned by everyone." Yvonne’s heart was full of jealousy and unwillingness. She stood outside the manor for a long time, with memories of the past constantly replaying in her mind. She once had a beautiful life but ended up in such a state. Thɪs chapter is updated by 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⟡𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕥⟡𝕟𝕖𝕥 She gritted her teeth and walked away. She decided she had to find a way to change her situation; she couldn’t let Vivian be happy . She wanted her to also taste the feeling of living a life worse than death. Early morning, Caden received a call from Bryan Coleman. "Master Hawthorne, we found traces of Yvonne York." Caden asked coldly, "Have you caught her?" "She returned to the York Family; our people have her under control." "Very good, I’m coming right over." Caden smirked, then hung up the phone. Afterward, Caden dialed Zachary Sutton’s number. "Master Hawthorne, didn’t you just become a full-time stay-at-home dad? How do you have time to call me?" Zachary said in a cheeky tone on the phone, teasing him. "Cut the crap, bring Yara along, Yvonne just went back to the York Family." "Understood, I’ll be there right away." After hanging up, a cold glint flashed in Caden’s eyes, the York Family caused his wife to give birth prematurely, and almost lost the baby. It’s time to settle this account. Thinking of this, Caden grabbed the suit jacket from the sofa, preparing to leave. Vivian, after finishing her morning routine, came out of the washroom only to see Caden about to leave; she couldn’t help but ask, "Husband, are you going out?" Caden turned around, looking at Vivian walking towards him, nodding slightly, "Mm, I have something to take care of." "Will you be back for lunch?" "Probably not." Caden reached out, tucking her stray hair aside, then leaned down, pressing a kiss on her smooth and fair forehead. Then, Caden spoke softly, "Wait for me at home."