My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 1689

My strength was completely used up. The second before I lost consciousness, I saw the child's chubby face, which looked even more adorable than that of her brother's. It was already the next morning when I woke up.

The window was open and the winter sun was shining in, but the room was still a little cold.

I was in a trance for a moment, and then I gradually woke up.

Emma was waiting by the side, and Freya was also there. Upon seeing me open my eyes, both of them came over and said, "Arianna, you're awake."

I didn't open my mouth and looked at Emma weakly.

She lowered her eyes and looked conflicted. "I couldn't contact Hendrix."

I didn't know why, but I had a feeling of emptiness in my heart. I couldn't lift up my spirits.

"Miss Reid, have some warm water." The nurse in the distance came over.

I didn't eat much the day before. After the delivery and a night's sleep, my stomach was empty, so I drank half a cup.

I leaned against the headboard and looked around the room, but did not see the children. I turned around and asked Emma and Freya, "Where are the babies?"

"I was afraid of disturbing you, so I asked the servant to take them back to the baby room," Emma said.

"Let me see them." After all, I had only seen her once. I missed them a bit. Things like kinship were invisible and intangible, but it was also a heart-wrenching thing.

"Go on, bring them here." Emma turned to the nurse.

After the nurse left for a while, she came in with the babies in her arms.

Freya helped me to adjust my sitting posture before she took a child from the nurse.

The babies were still crying when they entered the room, but when Freya and I carried them, they suddenly stopped crying. He opened his small hands and looked curiously at the outside world with his dark, small eyes. He breathed in greedily and his nose twitched a little. His little face was chubby... It seemed to be a little different from what I remembered.

Freya held the other child in her arms and joked. "Arianna, Anne's older than Oliver, so why don't you let your daughter marry my son?"

I didn't have time to think about these things. I just put the child in my arms on the bed and pulled the swaddling away. The more I looked at his face, the more I couldn't see anything similar to me and Hendrix.

The feeling of falling into the abyss enveloped me. After a long time, I took back my hand and looked up at Freya with a pale face. "This isn't my son."

"Arianna, what's wrong with you? This is your child. The doctors and nurses have been watching him." Emma came over and picked up the child on the bed.

But I had no time to think about it. I struggled out of bed and snatched the child from Freya's arms. I pulled the swaddling away, and looked at the baby's little face seriously.

Seeing my daughter's chubby face, my face turned as pale as paper.

There was nothing wrong with my memory. My daughter was chubby. My son was thin, but his nose bridge was very high. The baby in Emma's arms had obviously been swapped out.

"Arianna! You just gave birth to a baby and can't get out of bed. You'll get sick. Hurry up and go back to bed!" Emma came over to pull me back. Freya also tried to persuade her. "Arianna, don't mess around with your body. Perhaps you remember wrongly?"

No, I remembered my son and daughter very clearly. I couldn't be wrong.

At this time, a noisy voice came from downstairs. "I saw it. The guy who snatched the children entered the family estate door. If you don't return my son, I will definitely call the police. You won't succeed!" I didn't have time to think, so I rushed down in my thin pajamas.

As I went downstairs, I became clear of the situation. A family barged in Reid Manor. The previous day, they gave birth to a baby boy, and the baby was kidnapped from the hospital. The last place where the kidnapper had disappeared was in the back garden of the Reid Manor.