Before taking a break, Isabella Harrison checked several emails on her phone, called the company to confirm work progress, then found a communications app, located the caregiver's avatar, opened it, and typed a message to send.
——[Please take good care of the patient tonight. If someone comes to help you, you don't have to refuse.]
——[Okay, Madam, don't worry.]
Isabella Harrison smirked slightly, then turned off her phone and placed it on the bedside table.
"Time to sleep, baby."
She sighed lightly, smiling as she gently stroked her slightly protruding belly, sounding relaxed as if recent events hadn't affected her at all.
Turning off the light, she slipped into the covers, and the room was lit by a small nightlight.
The light was somewhat dim.
One could barely make out Isabella Harrison staring wide-eyed, silently gazing at the ceiling lamp, lost in thought.
After several minutes, she slowly closed her eyes, slightly turned to her side, and fell asleep.
