Anya sat crookedly on the stairs, her hands pressed to her ankles, her face buried in her bent knees; Aiden didn't even have time to put on his shoes before he ran to her, nervously surveying her up and down.

"What's wrong with you? Fell down the stairs?" Aiden didn't dare to move her, so he could only squat on the side and make a voice to induce. "Look up and see, what's the injury? Why do you wrestle all the time?"

「…… Foot ......" always?

Aiden looked down and saw her white knuckles clutching her ankles, which must have hurt a lot! "My ankle is swollen, I need to ask a doctor to come and see it."

"Don't, don't touch me yet, it'll be fine." Anya looked up, and Aiden's heart tightened with her pitiful tearful appearance.

"What do you mean it's good to be in pain? Do you think it's as fine as if you fell on the snow?" Aiden was anxious to tell the two about their past relationship, and Anya, who was in great pain, didn't hear the clue. "I'm going to pick you up."

This is not a question to ask her wishes, but to inform.

Aiden picked her up easily, sweeping the keys and purse that fell on the ground into the bag and the shoes she flew out, fearing that she would be struck by lightning if she was a second late.

"Come to my house first, I'll call the doctor to take a look."

"No, don't bother, I...... Out of the way......" Anya leaned against his chest, her face pale from the pain in her feet, but she still couldn't ignore the familiarity of the hug.

"It's really your mantra to stay out of the way, and you can't change it! If you don't get in the way, the doctor has the final say!" Aiden kicked open the door that hadn't been closed, put her on the comfy couch, and picked up her phone.

As soon as the call button was pressed, he suddenly remembered like an electric shock that he couldn't call the former family doctor in front of her.

Anya has seen him!

"Hey? Zhan Fanxi, do you know a doctor who can speak Chinese?" Aiden asked questions in Chinese, just to prevent Anya from discovering his other identity.

"Isn't that me?"

"No, you're also a famous person at St. Raphael's Hospital, Anya must know you!"

"Anya? No wonder you deliberately spoke Chinese to me." He snickered on the other end of the phone. He knew a thing or two about the second brother trying to get his girlfriend back, but he didn't expect him to move so fast! "What's wrong with her?"

"She fell down the stairs and her foot was swollen." Aiden crouched beside Anya while talking on the phone, carefully observing her injuries. He could stay by her side and talk on the phone, except that he was sure that Anya could not understand Chinese. "Are there any doctors like the bruises?"

"I'll help you find a Chinese medicine practitioner." Zhan Fanxi smiled.

"Is there one? Is there a Chinese medicine in Milan?"

"Leave it to me, you're worried that the second sister-in-law is more practical." Zhan Fanxi didn't wait for Aiden to be verbose, and hung up the phone.

"Mr. Zhan, you don't need to bother you, I used to be a nurse, and I can handle this slight sprain by myself." Anya rested for a while, the most painful time had passed, and now her feet were fine as long as they didn't land.

"Why did you fall down the stairs in the morning? Surprise me!" Aiden heard Anya's words and couldn't help but rebuke her.

"Sorry to wake you up."

"Why?"

"I wanted to go to the morning market to buy something, but I didn't sleep well last night. It's just a slip from the last two squares, and it's out of the way." Anya simply took her own business. "Mr. Zhan, I'm sorry I didn't deliberately miss the appointment last night, but the company director suddenly asked me to accompany him to the dinner, and I can't notify you without your contact information...... I'm sorry."

"I'll give you my number." Aiden then read a string of numbers, but Anya encountered difficulties:

"Ugh...... Do you have an English name or something? I don't know how to write the three words 'Zhan Ping'."

"Just type it in, and remember that name is me." Aiden, of course, imagined this, how could he possibly tell Anya that his other name was Aiden.

Of course, not now!

"I see." Anya's little pale face smiled and gave him a nickname.

See you Aiden

She typed her name with a smile, he didn't know what name Anya had given herself, and he didn't care...... She has an exclusive nickname on her phone, and the thought of him makes her feel happy like a bird.

Lonely men and widows are in the same room but they are not unfamiliar and embarrassed, the air in the room is flowing with unknown feelings, Aiden allows such ambiguity to circulate between the two, but Anya is not aware at all.

The doctor came, and Aiden's gaze never left Anya during the consultation, and her small frown, slight inhalation, and frightened look all touched him...... These are things that Aiden can't see.

"Okay, this ointment will be replaced with a new one after taking a bath, it doesn't matter if you don't have it during the day, it's boring all day for fear of skin allergies." The doctor finished examining Anya, applying ointment, wrapping a bandage, and turning to explain to Aiden.

Anya looked at her left ankle, which was wrapped around like an elephant, and she liked the smell of herbs coming from the bandages.

"Thank you."

"Don't walk for the next two days, unless you want to drag it out for a month." After the doctor finished explaining, Aiden turned to see the doctor away.

"Don't you hear me, don't run around these two days."

"I'm not delusional about running, but it should be okay to walk, I still have to go to work or something, right?" Anya doesn't think she is so serious, she hasn't made such a fuss when she was hit by a car once before!

"Are you talking back?" Aiden looked at her ankle coldly, although he was reluctant to hurt her, but he was glad that this was a great opportunity for God to give him to get close to her! "You have a good rest this weekend, and I will take care of you."

"Don't bother, I can do it by myself."

"Anyway, I caused you to fall downstairs, and I am responsible." Aiden ignored her refusal and turned to look into the kitchen. "Didn't you sleep well last night and drink a glass of milk?"

What does her fall from the stairs have to do with Mr. Zhan?

Is he responsible?

There are not many people in this world who are so responsible, and there are many more people who take on a hit-and-run in a car accident than who stays at the scene...... If he was such a responsible man, why did his wife abandon him?

And Mr. Zhan also came to Milan with a sense of responsibility to bring his wife home.

"Drink the hot milk and go to sleep again, your face is not very good!" Aiden didn't know what she was thinking, he wanted to know what was causing her not to sleep well all night.

Is it because of Aiden?

Was it because of last night's dinner?

Were you shocked by the harsh reality of the world?

Or are you just thinking about "Aiden"?

"I'll just go back and rest, I'm sorry to disturb you." Anya took the kindness from his hand, and she was a little overwhelmed by Zhan Pingzhi's eyes.

Why did Mr. Zhan look at her with such eager eyes?

It seemed that if she didn't take the hot milk from his hand, the next second he would cry to her.

"Let's talk about it after the rest, you don't bother me." Aiden tried his best to keep her, and if he talked more, he would reveal more flaws, so he could only express himself briefly and jumpingly.

The warm white liquid slid into her body, warming her heart, and drowsiness quickly invaded her brain.

Aiden gently picked her up into the guest room, and did not leave immediately after setting up Anya. Sitting on the edge of the bed, quietly gazing at Anya's sleeping face like an angel in Raphael's painting, I couldn't help but ...... Reaching out and caressing her face, it was very light, very light, like touching a soap bubble, afraid that if it was too close, it would burst, and if it was too far, it would float away in the wind.

"Sleep, I'm by your side." Aiden closed the door to give her a quiet private space, and out of the corner of his eye he caught eye on the phone she had placed on the living room table.

Curiosity drove him to pick up his phone to see what exactly Anya had nicknamed him.

"Uncle next door? That's what you think of me?" Uncle next door? What a next-door uncle! This damn little woman, did she think he was old?

Her address book is pitiful, and apart from her family and a few friends, the company only has the number of the R&D department, and no one else.

No Slavi, no Dorothy, no Gian, of course...... There won't be him.

"Mommy? Where are you, Mommy

？」

Mommy?

Who are you calling?

"Mommy, where are you hiding? I can't find you...... Mommy, are you coming out soon......

Is it calling her?

But she's not anyone's mommy......

Her child is not formed at all, and the other one is not her child no matter how much she loves, is it wrong?

"Anya, what are you going to be in a daze again? Ivan is calling you, don't you hear me?"

Aiden? Aiden's voice!

Ivan is calling her? Call her mommy...... Why?