Edward’s gloomy eyes glanced at Vivian, then at the porcelain bowl in her hand, and his face grew more and more ugly.
Although he had been restraining his emotions, he couldn’t help but say, “Vivian, it’s not a matter of recovering your body overnight. You haven’t eaten properly for a few days, eating too much at once will hurt your stomach and will only be counterproductive, do you understand?”
“No, Edward, I know my own body very well. You give me another bowl of soup, I can do it.”
It’s just a little more soup, it doesn’t affect anything.
“Listen to me and eat some rice first.”
Edward handed Vivian the rice from the lunchbox and pointed to the two vegetables on the table, “More greens would be good too.”
Vivian hesitated a little, swept the light vegetarian food, picked up the rice and started to eat.
She doesn’t eat very fast, but she’s not slow either.
Very different from the usual calm and steady nature of her.
Today she seems a bit perverse and a bit obsessive, making it seem like she’s a bit jumpy.
But only Edward knew that Vivian had too many things hidden in her heart, and she couldn’t let go of Ashtyn, so she tortured herself.
Trying to try to get over Ashtyn in other ways, but not realizing that this method will only hurt her more.
But it was a minute’s work, Vivian had already eaten half a bowl of rice, wolfing down a lot of rice.
Even the rice grains fell on the table.
Edward couldn’t stand to watch and reached out and snatched away the bowl and chopsticks, “Give me that.”
“Uhhhhhhh …”
Vivian’s mouth was covered with rice, and she did not speak clearly, just shook her head like a rattle.
Immediately after chewing the rice quickly, swallowed it and said, “I want to eat, you just give it to me, okay? Edward, I want to recover my body quickly.”
Bang!
Edward slapped the porcelain bowl on the table at once, perhaps with too much force, a white porcelain bowl cracked in half from the middle, and the rice spilled out.
“Enough, I said for you to stop eating, you don’t understand?”
He was near collapse.
No one understands how he feels in his heart at this moment.
The sound was so loud that it scared Vivian’s face.
She shuddered violently and sat there looking at him innocently, “Edward, I just … you said you wanted me to tone up my body, didn’t you? I just want to recover quickly.”
Vivian was on the verge of speaking incoherently.
“I’m trying to get you to tone up, but not to overeat!”
Edward was furious.
The truth is that the heart is aching for Vivian, thinking that she is really too stupid and too heartbreaking.
Seeing her thin and frightened look, Edward Fang adjusted his attitude and soothed her, “Some things cannot be rushed, they need to be done step by step, rushing will only hurt your body.”
“I understand all of that. But …”
Vivian nodded, then said weakly, “I just want a baby …”
Saying that she wants a child, that she can torture her body in order to have a child, to put it bluntly, still can’t come out of the shadows.
“It will, it will be there.”
Edward rubbed her drooping head, hanging his head in a pitiable manner.
Ring-ring-ring
Suddenly, the phone rang, breaking the low atmosphere in the ward.
Edward picked up his phone, scanned the screen and said to Vivian, “Wait for me, I’ll take a call.”
“Hmm.”
The little woman nodded and responded.
Edward got up and walked out of the room.
Standing in the hallway, he looked at the familiar string of phone numbers on his cell phone screen and answered.
“What is it?”
A cold as ice attitude.
“Edward, come back to the old house tomorrow.”
The person on the other end of the phone was Old Mr. Henderson.
He inexplicably remembered Peter’s warning to him to be on guard against the Henderson Family.
Although vaguely guessed what, but now there is no evidence, everything still needs to seek proof.
“Something to talk about on the phone.”
“Tomorrow Lantern Festival.”
“You’ve already kicked me out of the Henderson Family, so what’s the point of letting me go back now? Besides, there’s no way I’m abandoning my wife.”
Since he was married to Vivian, she was his woman, so how could he leave his wife and choose to return to the Henderson Family home alone?
No way, that’s not his way of doing things either.
“What wife? I think it’s just a spoilsport. The child was just born and lost. I’ve had a fortune teller look at it all, and that Vivian is not a good luck person. You …”
“Enough said?”
Edward snorted lightly and gagged Old Mr. Henderson with the words, “I repeat, Vivian is my woman, my wife, and no one is qualified to judge her but me!”
The dominant protector of his wife.
He never thought that one day he would be so defensive of Vivian.
“You …!”
Old Mr. Henderson was speechless for a moment, but finally said nothing.
A final sigh, “Then you come back tonight. Didn’t you want to know something about your mother?”
Hit the snake to hit the seventh inch.
For Edward, the biggest knot in his heart is the death of his mother.
Old Mr. Henderson had been avoiding the subject, and now he suddenly intended to tell him, so how could Edward refuse?
“Got it.”
Hang up the phone.
He clutched the phone in his hand and stood in place not knowing what he was thinking, and froze for a while before turning around and walking into the ward.
But when he pushed open the door and saw everything in the ward, he couldn’t help but stop in his tracks.
Standing there, his eyes stared straight at Vivian, and after two seconds, he rushed to the hospital bed in big strides, snatched the bowl from Vivian’s hand, smashed it on the ground with a thud, and roared, “Are you crazy?”
The meal box that the maid delivered today was a large one that came with two porcelain bowls, also a meal for two people.
He didn’t expect that he would just turn around to make a phone call and Vivian would finish the entire dinner for two!
You should know that she has hardly eaten properly for a while now, and even when she was physically unwell, her meals were small.
But now she actually ate the amount of food for two people.
The servant delivers the meal and prepares a sufficient amount, even for two people there will be slightly more so as not to have enough to eat.
So how much did Vivian actually eat?
Looking at her eating and drinking, there were still some leftovers on the table, and Edward’s fists were clenched in anger as he stared at her, not knowing what to do.
Vivian chewed the rice in her mouth and looked at him with timid eyes, a little afraid, so she lowered her head and took a tissue to wipe the grease stains on her mouth.
Whispered Edward, “Edward, I just want to eat … I … I … I … I’m hungry. Yes, I’m hungry.”
It was as if she had given herself a leg up by giving an absurd reason.
“Vivian, I’m telling you, if you don’t listen again, I’ll never have children with you in my life!”
What kind of children are you having?
Just because Ashtyn left, Vivian was devastated and devastated.
Looking at her now, Edward really felt that it was a mistake to promise her another child at that moment.
Instead of making her suffer painfully, to just cut off her hope, perhaps it will make her a little more sober.
“What … what?”