Secretly Married to a Wealthy Husband-Chapter 827 - : Fenton Stuart, Isaac Stuart, Amelia Stuart
Chapter 827: Chapter 827: Fenton Stuart, Isaac Stuart, Amelia Stuart
Emily seemed somewhat impatient too, she forgot that she still had to apply for a birth certificate, and naturally, she also realized that to apply for a birth certificate, she had to write the baby’s name.
She walked over and took the birth certificate from Bella’s hand, her gaze similarly pausing on those three names.
Fenton Stuart, Isaac Stuart, Amelia Stuart…
Who filled in these names?
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She looked up, her eyes directly meeting the nearby man.
Facing her gaze, Baron Stuart’s eyebrows furrowed slightly as he looked at her and asked, “Isn’t it good?”
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Emily was startled, then returned to her senses and blinked her dark eyes, “No, it’s not that. I was just wondering when you named the babies.”
“Three months ago,” Baron Stuart replied calmly as he escorted her towards the hospital room entrance.
Three months ago?
Wasn’t that right after she just found out she was carrying three babies?
So he had already thought of the names by that time…
On the day she was discharged, the bodyguards set up inside and outside of the hospital were all quietly removed. In the past half a month, everything seemed very calm, and nothing had happened.
“Right, why didn’t my little brother come?” At the hospital entrance, Emily couldn’t see Wallace and couldn’t help feeling puzzled.
Bodyguards opened the car door, and Emily got in, turning her head to ask Baron Stuart as he got into the car from the other side. However, just as she turned her head, her line of sight suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure on the opposite side of the roadway.
And that figure seemed to be looking over here too. Just when she turned her gaze, that figure suddenly turned around and hurriedly disappeared into the crowd.
Was it her illusion?
Emily looked down, puzzled, wondering whether her eyes were playing tricks on her or what was happening. She seemed to be having strange illusions recently.
“He went back to Germany,”
Baron Stuart said as he sat in the car, answering her question in the process.
Emily raised her head slightly, mumbling a dull “Oh,” then dropped her face once again into contemplation.
Perhaps she was really too tired, which was why she was having these illusions. It appeared she still needed rest.
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Returning to Stuart Manor, the entire Stuart Family was bustling with excitement. The servants stood in rows, welcoming her discharge from the hospital.
Emily felt a bit awkward about such a grand welcome.
Why did she feel a sense of pride through her children when she saw such a scene?
In the past at Stuart Manor, she had never received such treatment.
Of course, Emily didn’t know that it was not just about her. Zachary Stuart, Vivian Ferguson, Baron Stuart, Bella Stuart—none of them had ever experienced such grandeur in the family.
The reason for doing this today was primarily to welcome her and the three new little babies!
Suddenly having three little ones added to the family, the staff at the Stuart house were beyond excited. However, right now, they had to find three nannies, and only the best would do!
Although there were dozens of servants in the Stuart house, all were unmarried maids who had never cared for a baby. There were a few who were older, but they weren’t professionals, so Vivian Ferguson and Zachary Stuart unanimously agreed that they had to hire professionals.
So, in these recent days, the Stuart house had been busy searching for nannies for the three babies!
Interviews were personally supervised by Vivian Ferguson and Bella Stuart!
After one week had gone by, they had sifted through thousands of candidates and had only found two they liked, with one still to be found.
Seeing candidate after candidate being eliminated, Emily couldn’t help feeling embarrassed.
Although she also hoped to find a good nanny, did they really need to be this strict? It was more stringent than a beauty contest.
“How about I take care of the last one myself?”
