When he came out of the hospital, Blanca Roach looked at the time and wanted to go back to the studio. Before he could talk to Matthew Grant, the latter took the lead and said, “No work this afternoon, go home and rest.”
“But …”
“No buts, it’s the only way to prevent you from having a pregnancy reaction, otherwise, I don’t mind locking you up at home.”
Matthew Grant said in a firm voice, not giving a chance to retort.
Blanca Roach bristled and stopped talking, but in her heart, she gave Matthew Grant two words: authoritarian!
She couldn’t go to the studio, so Matthew Grant followed her and worked from home. As soon as he arrived home, he put the paper given by the doctor in the most prominent place in the room to make sure he was reminded of it every day.
Since Blanca Roach didn’t eat much at lunch, Matthew Grant went to the kitchen himself and explained to the maids what Blanca Roach’s current diet should be.
He stood in front of the maids without a smile on his steely face, while Matthew Grant, who had always lingered only on business occasions, was here at the moment talking about what ingredients to use and what flavors of meals to make.
Blanca Roach passed by the kitchen, saw the scene, and her heart shook hard.
Her palm came to the small of her back, inexplicably a little moved, Matthew Grant he, really cared about his body.
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Isabel dawdled at noon and never came home. It was only when Curtis Irwin called that she reluctantly returned.
The house was clean and completely different from what it was before she left, and many things had been rearranged.
Isabel knew that it was her mother-in-law’s work that had done this.
Isabel was embarrassed for a moment, then raised her smile and greeted Irwin’s mother, “Mom.”
Irwin’s mother did not smile and her expression was always very serious. She gave a faint hint and said, “Why are you so late?”
“I was working late at the office.” Isabel pulled a panic, afraid that her expression was exposed, and hurriedly lowered her head to change her shoes.
When she walked in, she realized that both her room and Curtis Irwin’s room had been cleaned up.
Isabel was shocked, afraid that the medical records she had hidden in the morning would be found, so she hurriedly closed the door to check under the pretext of changing clothes.
Fortunately, it hadn’t been found.
Isabel breathed a sigh of relief, and then changed her clothes.
When she came out again, there was already a meal on the table. Isabel was a little embarrassed when she saw this, “Mom, you just came, how can you do this?
Irwin’s mother put down the dishes in her hand, looked at her, and said indifferently, “I’m afraid you won’t be able to eat this afternoon when you come back.”
Isabel didn’t know what to say, and stood at the table, not knowing how to place her hands.
Curtis Irwin came out of the bathroom, saw Isabel, who was at a loss, and went up to her, squeezed her palm, “You’re tired, sit down and eat.”
Isabel then relaxed a lot, with Curtis Irwin around, more or less a kind of bottom.
She nodded, but insisted on waiting for Irwin’s mother to take her seat before she sat down.
During the meal, Irwin’s mother was not very talkative and just ate by herself.
Isabel was very restrained and ate only what was in front of her.
Curtis Irwin took a chopstick of a distant dish and put it into Isabel’s bowl, “Try it, Mom made it, it’s delicious.”
Isabel took it and tasted it, but did not know what to eat.
After a meal, only Curtis Irwin was left to talk to her, and the scene was a bit awkward.
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