"Daron!"
In front of her family, of course, she behaved casually.
Amelie casually threw her bag at Daron, and with a flick of her arms, her slightly curly long hair scattered in the evening wind.
"Dad told me not to let you go home so late. You are not alone now. Don't forget that you have a baby."
Daron glanced at his sister's slightly bulging belly. He was going to have a nephew or niece soon!
This feeling was really wonderful. He had not got married yet, but he will welcome a baby in his life.
"There is still a long way to go." Amelie took the thermos cup from Daron and took a sip before continuing, "Daron, will you accompany me to the hospital for a prenatal checkup tomorrow? Emilee has something else to do tomorrow and can't accompany me there."
Daron wouldn't hesitate to do it.
He'd love to do that. His brothers would even scramble to do it. Unexpectedly, he became "the chosen one".