My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)
Chapter 1693

"What?" Aaron didn't hear me clearly, and he was stunned for a second before responding, "Yes, they're out searching. The kidnappers are with the baby, they couldn't have gone far." Far? There were nearly ten million people in this city. They didn't need to escape at all. They could disappear in the crowd, and we could attempt to find them for the rest of our lives. I didn't answer, and I started to think about going to Eddison's people to negotiate.

With my past relationship with Hendrix, I could never come out unscatched in their battle, but I had a way. I knew what the other party wanted, and what Eddison wanted. Maybe I could ensure the child's safety Seeing that I did not respond, Aaron walked over and sat down beside the bed. "Do you remember how much you hated me in the past?"

I tilted my head and didn't know why he suddenly mentioned this.

He said, "I didn't tell you, did I? I saw my father end his life with my own eyes. During that time, I dreamed how he died every night, and how the Reid family was destroyed. I didn't sleep well. I became a monster. The only meaning of living was for revenge. Although I wasn't so vicious, I could only live until they were punished, so I could free myself from the nightmare. So I could be myself again."

He paused and looked at me with a more serious expression. "Hendrix is not an ordinary person, and the bloodline of the Roberts always had exceptional people. He would've been famous sooner or later. Even if he doesn't do anything, Eddison would not let him live. His revenge is for self-protection, and the safety of you and your child."

How could I not understand this? If Hendrix Roberts were just an ordinary person, I would not have fallen for him so deeply. I loved him regardless of what came with it. Naturally, I couldn't get rid of the dangers. Loving each other and guarding against each other were never two separate things.

I kept silent. Maybe I was cruel to Hendrix, but only in this way could I guarantee that my daughter wouldn't be hurt.

Knock, knock...

At this moment, Freya walked in.

She explained, "I've checked. The bodyguard and the nurse have left the country, but I didn't see any of them with the child in the airport. The baby should still be in the country. I've contacted my friends over there. When the kidnappers arrive, they will catch them and help us find out who took the baby."

The Moore family had connections in all parts of Jarold city. If Freya said she would catch them, there would be no problems. I was just worried that the kidnappers would be fully prepared. Even if they were found, we might not be able to get any information.

Sensing that there was something wrong with the atmosphere in the room, Freya secretly winked at Aaron. He then patted me on the shoulder and comforted me, "The most important thing now is to take care of yourself. If you get knocked out, who else will spare no effort to find the baby?"

My body was weak. After what happened that morning and the possibility of me relapsing into depression, they were naturally worried.

Looking at the child, I didn't want to be willful. I nodded obediently and agreed. "Don't worry, I will take good care of the child and myself."

"Mom!" Anne suddenly ran in from outside, clamoring to see her younger sister.

I forced a smile and put the child back in her bed. Looking at Anne carefully teasing her, I breathed a

sigh of relief and relaxed my tight nerves.

Although the Moore and Reid family worked together to conduct a thorough search in Jarold City, I still did not see my son throughout my postdelivery recovery.