Mrs. Waters came from a prestigious and affluent family, so even after marrying and moving away with her husband, she didn’t change the various habits of her family.
Nana felt helpless about it and could only reluctantly nod her head.
“Well, alright, but I’m worried about something else,” Nana said softly, expressing her concerns to Carl.
“You know that your mother doesn’t like me and she despises the fact that we had a daughter. If she comes back home in a while, I’m afraid…”
Nana hesitated to continue. During her few months of interaction with Mrs. Waters, she had already witnessed her pickiness and sense of superiority.
Upon hearing Nana’s concerns, Carl smiled mysteriously and took her hand, revealing, “Don’t worry, I have a plan for that.”
Perplexed, Nana furrowed her delicate eyebrows, looking puzzled. “What plan? You’re not going to kick your mother out, are you?”
“Of course not!” Carl burst into laughter and led Nana back to the bedroom, opening a drawer and taking out a key.
“Now I’m giving you the key. From now on, you are the mistress of our home.”
Seeing Carl’s serious expression, Nana became even more confused.
After pondering for a moment, she remembered that Carl had an apartment in the city and thought that they would move there in the future.
“Oh, I understand now. When your mother returns from her hometown, we’ll move to the apartment, right?”
“You’re guessing wrong!” Carl’s smile was like a gentle breeze as he softly caressed her silky hair and replied, “That apartment is a bit small. I’ve prepared a new house for us. It has just been renovated and we can move in a few months.”
Nana suddenly realized, appreciating Carl’s thoughtful consideration, which brought her a sense of security.
In fact, she didn’t mind living under the same roof as her mother-in-law; it was just that Mrs. Waters was not easy to get along with.
She remembered the first time she went to Carl’s house, and Mrs. Waters immediately showed her dominance.
Recalling the days of her pregnancy, Nana only hoped to keep her distance from Mrs. Waters in the future.
And so, the family of three found a temporary place to settle here.
As novice parents, Carl and Nana were clearly inexperienced in taking care of a baby.
They had many funny incidents, but through continuous exploration, they gradually mastered various parenting skills.
Jerry and Tracy occasionally came to help, and during this period, Nana enjoyed her postpartum recovery while Carl took care of the baby with her.
In the evening, after Nana put the baby to sleep, Carl entered the bedroom carrying a bowl of nourishing soup.
“Nana, drink this and rest,” Carl said tenderly, sitting beside Nana and feeding her with his own hands.
Once the baby fell deeply asleep, the two of them spoke softly and leisurely.
“By the way, Janelle has become more well-behaved lately. She has more free time at home, so I’m thinking of finding something for her to do and earn money to support our family in the future,” Carl said cheerfully, filled with hope and imagination.
Ever since those malicious rumors spread on the internet, he had to give up his career in the entertainment industry to take care of his critically ill daughter.
He had to pay a hefty penalty and his savings were almost depleted.
Recently, he bought a house for Nana and their daughter, and most of the money came from his earlier investments.
In short, Carl’s life had started to become financially strained. Aside from the surface glamour, he constantly carried the burden of pressure on his shoulders.
Nana heard his idea and readily supported, “Sure, I can contribute to our household expenses too. So, what are you planning to do?”
Carl thought for a moment and handed her a notebook from the drawer.
“What’s this?” Nana was slightly surprised.
She opened the notebook and saw it filled with densely written words.
Carl had beautiful handwriting, a combination of masculine boldness and a touch of feminine elegance.
As Nana skimmed through the contents written in the notebook, she finally understood.
“Carl, do you really want to become a screenwriter?” Her eyes showed a hint of excitement as she discovered that the script outline Carl had written was very creative.
Carl nodded with a smile, affirming her question. He quietly shared his thoughts, “Yes, I have this plan. But relying solely on screenwriting income is unstable. I plan to finish writing the script and contact Hailey to help me find a solution. If there’s an opportunity in the future, I hope to transition to directing behind the scenes.”
After all, he had been working in the entertainment industry for many years. It was the environment he was most familiar with and the field he excelled in.
After listening to Carl’s explanation, Nana once again gave her support and encouraged him not to stay at home every day, taking care of the baby. She suggested he go out more to seek inspiration.
However, Carl rejected this proposal. He wanted to find inspiration in the mundane daily life to create a down-to-earth work that resonated with the audience.
After their discussion, Carl started working on the script the next day.
During the day, he would write in his study and also self-study theoretical knowledge related to directing, relying on his understanding of the film and television industry.
Nana, on the other hand, took care of the baby and provided inspiration to Carl. Their cooperation was exceptionally harmonious.
This kind of life continued for another week, and Carl fell in love with these simple and carefree days, feeling content and satisfied.
As the baby became more manageable, Nana had more personal time. Sometimes she would leave the baby with Carl and go out shopping for groceries.
However, the good times didn’t last long. Just one month after Mrs. Waters went back to her hometown, one morning Nana wanted to prepare formula milk for her daughter but suddenly realized that the milk can was empty.
“Oh no, Carl! The baby doesn’t have any formula milk for her next meal!”
Nana looked anxious and hurried to change the baby’s diaper.
At that moment, Carl had just woken up and noticed that both of the household staff were busy with their own work. He stretched lazily and decided to go out and buy formula milk himself.
“You stay with the baby, I’ll be back in two hours at most.”
After saying that, Carl wrapped his arms around Nana’s waist and whispered softly in her ear, “I’ll also get you a little gift.”
“No need, we’re not a couple in the honeymoon phase anymore. We have a baby now, so let’s not waste too much,” Nana replied, aware of Carl’s current financial situation and always being frugal with expenses.
“Alright then, can I buy two toys for Janelle? Please, my dear wife?” Carl asked with a cheeky smile.
His words made Nana laugh, and she nodded playfully, “Okay, go quickly and come back soon!”
Before leaving, Carl indulged in a few more minutes of affectionate moments with Nana, then he drove away from the villa.
During this time, Nana pushed the baby stroller and enjoyed the sun in the courtyard.
She also fell in love with this simple and peaceful life, eagerly anticipating their daughter’s growth.
“Janelle, is the sunlight too hot for you? Your forehead is all sweaty,” Nana noticed her daughter’s flushed face and decided to head back inside.
However, before they could reach the villa, Nana heard the sound of a car outside the gate.