After Aunt Moss left, Cecilia Adler looked back at him. "I have something to tell you, too." She recounted what had happened over the past few days.
Ian Quincy's gaze discreetly swept over her stomach. She was pregnant, yet she had faced down dangerous people with no regard for her own safety. "It was so dangerous. Why didn't you wait for me?"
'That damned thing sent me away at the critical moment.'
"My hometown is my turf. You'd just slow me down," said Cecilia Adler. "If I'd known those people would follow me out to the countryside, I would have gone back by myself."
'With my in-laws around, my hands were tied.'
'Claire, on the other hand, was a big help.'
'I need to raise her well and make sure she becomes a capable person.'
Ian Quincy was speechless. 'I'm a burden? But *that guy* isn't, is he?' He pulled his hand from her grasp, his expression turning cold. "Go be busy, then."
