A Caretaker is employed to look after the ill person. Winston is strong enough to manage his work and also drill the doctors who are under him.

So a friend, according to mental health, having good positive friends and spending time with them is really important and that changes our outlook for better.

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Winston knows that but he always ignored it thinking he was doing good without friends. But is he really good? Then why can't he smile and mingle with people? Is that the reason he is cold and unapproachable? Is it why none dares to be friendly or strike a general conversation?

Winston didn't think about a question but asked, "Then why should it be a woman? Why can't it be a man? A man can also be a good friend."

Aria smiled understanding he walked up to accepting he needs a friend. "However close you are with a friend, there are limitations in sharing things. We will feel insecure to speak about a few things so we just don't want a friend but a companion who is more than a friend to deeply understand you and never judge you."

Aria saw him unsatisfied with her response so she continued hoping one or the other line might click, "If we have to find a friend for you, he will see you and start talking about his family and boost themselves before leaving to his family in the evening."

"Do you know what you will feel at the end of the day?" She didn't wait for the response, "You will regret your decision you took when you were a young adult. You don't need regrets now, but relief. One who could make you feel relaxed, comfortable, and keep your mind positively engaged."

Winston threw his question right after her voice ended, "Why do you think women won't do that?"

Aria nonchalantly revealed, "Finding a positive, kind-hearted woman is our job. You just have to go on a date and take things slowly. Then see there are many things in the world to do other than locking yourself up in your library or the hospital."

Winston: "..."

He couldn't believe this woman leaves him speechless frequently and then lovingly smile at his son when he flashes her his cute smile.

"Don't you think you are too blunt?"

Aria blinked a few times before asking seriously, "Do you want me to trick you? I can do that too."

Winston: "..."

He took time to think about what to do, living alone for so many years alone, he could accept he ignored his father's every wish which was only to give him a family but he needed time to accept and know if he could adjust to a new person beside him.

He watched the mother and son.

Aria saw him complete the pastry so she asked, "Does my Baby want anything else to eat?"

Arsh shifted to the next chair and faced her, "No Momma, Dad said we are having dinner with the Fourie and family. I will be full if I eat more."

While the two conversed, Winston felt a cold run down his spine at the realization of he might have become a grandfather by now if he had married too.

He hadn't even carried a baby at the age of being a grandfather. He had an urge to talk and carry the little packets of Aria but controlled and stood up, "I won't take up your family time."

Aria too stood up and was thinking how to ask him, Winston continued his words, "I will sleep on it and let you guys know."

Aria readily nodded and smiled while Winston glanced at Arsh's cute but aloof face before waving his hand. Arsh who was ready to bow him to bid was surprised before waving his hand. Even he could catch Professor Wen changing slowly with his views.

Aria and held Arsh's hand when he jumped from the chair and both went to find father and daughter.

She started chuckling looking at helpless father while the daughter had smeared the cake around her lips sitting on the table without letting Alan feed her.

When Alan's eyes landed on Aria, he quickly captured a picture of Arna and showed her, "Look, our daughter is just like you."

Aria proudly nodded, her glutton side is obviously from Aria. Arna was looking like one of Aria's childhood pictures.

Arsh sighed before taking a chair and pulled paper tissues from the box. "Snow, turn this side."

"Brother, later." Arna pleaded with a spoon on her lips.

Arsh again tried with his voice turning serious, "Snow."

Pouting her lips, she poked her face towards Arsh who cleaned the cream from her face while their parents flirted.

"So who is cute? Me or our daughter?" Aria purposefully smeared white cream on her lips and licked it.

Alan's eyes darkened, gazing at his mischievous wife seducing him in the cafe. He reached for her chin and wiped the leftover traces of the vanilla whipped cream as he added suggestively, "I am buying extra pieces, so let's test who looks cute in the bedroom."

Aria controlled chuckling and reversed the night situation, "Don't worry, I will make you look cuter." And she winked.

Then he adored her. His wife always steals his heart.

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At Stanley mansion,

As the delivery date neared, the tension of early pregnancy replaced by the health of mother and child.

Rose absolutely did nothing but sit and sleep if she isn't using the bathroom. Finn just ran around her and sat next to her while working and helping her.

Rose started to feel like she was ill instead of pregnant. Thankfully she understood it's their way of caring and concern so she wasn't feeling suffocated.

She was already taught by doctors and nurses how to handle the situation once the water breaks so she was sure she could handle this. Of course, whenever she was confused with anything, her mother-in-law, Amelia and Aria were there to clear her doubts and even hear her rant.

When they were expecting everything to go smoothly, the unexpected cropped up making everyone anxious about Rose and the baby.