Turning Of The Tide (Natalie and Trevon)

Chapter 555 An hour and a half later.

The door of the ward was pushed open again.

Frank Roberts was carrying several takeaway boxes, while Ava Turner was holding Rose potato soup. She placed the thermos box on Rose's dining table. “Rose, your soup is here. Please enjoy your meal.” Rose was in a good mood and floated with joy. She asked Ava to change his words, “Please address me as ‘Your Highness’ when you invite me to dine.” As Ava was about to say it, a reprimanding voice interrupted her, “You'd better finish your soup obediently. Your Highness’? Why don't you call yourself an alien?” Edward came over to help open the thermos box and handed the spoon over. He said, “Eat it while it's hot.” Rose looked up and asked Edward with a pouting mouth, “Hubby, am I like a goddess to you?” Edward replied calmly, “Yes.” After getting a satisfactory answer, Rose stuck out her tongue at Frank smugly as if to say, “Look, | am. It's useless even if you don’t admit it.” Frank could not be bothered with her.

Seeing that her brother was ignoring her, Rose did not mind and said, “You guys even bought a thermos box. It doesn’t have to be so good.” Looking at the pink thermos box on the table, Rose was touched.

“We didn’t buy it. The shop owner gave it to us,” replied Ava as she helped Rose bring some tissues to the dining table.

Rose looked intently at the other table. She and asked curiously, “What did you buy? Let r After saying this, she received a warning from Rose, who received the look, puffed up her cheeks and shrank her neck. She puffed in her mouth and said pitifully, “'m not eating. | can't even take a look. Why are you so petty?” craned her neck like a giraffe have a look.” Frank placed the takeout on the table one by one. There was grilled fish, barbecue, milkshakes, stir-fried pasta, and fried rice.

They were all bought at the food street.

11:29 The smell of various delicacies silently drifted into Rose’s nose. She instantly felt like she was masochistic.

The small table was instantly filled with delicious food. Seeing this, Rose instantly felt that the potato soup in front of her was not fragrant. She licked her lips and sighed heavily. She resigned herself to her fate and enjoyed her soup. Fortunately, the soup was delicious.

When he heard his sister’s sigh, Frank mocked her mercilessly. “You have self-abuse tendencies,” said Frank. They were supposed to eat outside but had to pack it back.

Her brother's words were exactly what she had been thinking. She definitely could not admit it. Rose retorted indignantly, “I'm willing, so go, ahead and hit me.” “Rose, bear with it a little longer. Do you want me to have the soup with you?” Edward felt a little sorry for his wife as she could not eat this pile of delicacies and could only watch.

“Do you know that food is precious?” Frank asked Edward profoundly. Ava, who understood what he meant, quickly interpreted the inner meaning and called out to Edward, “Let's eat together. There’s so much food. It'll be a waste if we can't finish it.” The more Rose drank the soap, the more fragrant they became. Her mood also improved. She raised her chin and let Edward taste with her. “Hubby, have a try at this. My soup is also very delicious. I'm just venting my frustrations.” The next day.

Ava woke up early. Grace bought a lot of breakfast for her to choose from. Rose could only drink the potato soup.

After breakfast, Ava left with the child in her arms and spent time with Frank. Later in the afternoon, Frank accompanied her to the hospital and sent her back on a plane before returning to work at the company. Juana Landor came to the hospital after Frank and the others left. She made a large pot of creamy potato soup and fish soup.

Rose was taken care of meticulously in the hospital in this way. It could be said that she was provided with everything she needed.

Sherri Landor had another meal in the past few days, which was in Rose’s ward. She rarely went to the cafeteria these days and came to the ward every day to freeload. It was either breakfast or lunch.

27 11:29 Although Juana despised her, she still prepared her daughters portion daily. If her daughter hadn't shown up at mealtime, Juana would still stubbornly ask Edward to ask.

At Edward's villa.

Rose was discharged from the hospital today. Considering that Juana would be taking care of Rose, the meticulous Edward arranged for his wife to stay in the villa he had bought. In this way, his mother-in-law, father-in-law, and brother-in-law would feel at ease living together.

In the downstairs kitchen, both mothers were busy with their cooking. Grace was cooking creamy potato soup, and Juana was making regular meals.

The division of labor was detailed. Juana was not very confident in her cooking skills. It was edible, but delicious was impossible.

She gave her a heads-up in advance. “In-law, just to let you know, my culinary skills are not exquisite. | might be a little lacking from being exquisite.” It meant that she had to be mentally prepared.

Grace stirred the creamy potato soup in the pot with a spoon and found it very fragrant. She served a bowl to Juana and said, “Give it a taste. My culinary skills are not good either. I'm not picky.” “That's good, that's good. Hehe, it’s mainly because | haven't had a chance to showcase my skills. If | can perform every day, my skills will soar,” explained Juana when she picked up the bowl.

After a sip, she said, “Mmm, it's delicious. Your culinary skills are much better than mine.” “What's so delicious about it? Let me try it. Oh, Grace, you're cooking.” This was not common. Joy Blackwell was here to see the child. Usually, Sherri was working with her son, so she could not leave. Now that her daughter-in-law was home, she took the time to come over with Nathan Blackwell.

Juana quickly went out to welcome her. “Oh my, why are you here? Come in quickly. It's been hard on you these past few days, taking care of two children alone.” Edward came down to pick up creamy potato soup. Fifteen minutes ago, his mother-in-law sent a message asking him to come downstairs to pick up creamy potato soup for Rose. When the time was up, he came down on time.

Seeing Hackett’s parents in the living room, she said, “Mr. Blackwell, Mrs.

37 11:29 Blackwell, take a seat first.” “Please have a seat. Rose is probably breastfeeding now. I'll bring you guys up to see the little guy later. He's such a rare breed, is as rare as my Ruby and Liam. | realized that there are no ugly children nowadays.” Juana kept praising her children, not leaving a single one behind.

Joy replied, “That's right. Edward, you must be overjoyed.” “Yes,” Edward replied calmly. He was pleased, but he did not know how to respond. “I'll bring creamy potato soup up.” “Go, go ahead. This child doesn’t show much emotion, but he’s pleased. When he saw the Rose photos, he was dumbfounded,” said Juana.

Grace came out of the kitchen and didn’t say much. She smiled at Joy and Nathan, sitting on the sofa and chatting casually.

Rose was feeding the child upstairs. After feeding him, she realized that the little guy had woken up. She handed Edward to put the child in the cradle. She looked at the creamy potato soup and said affirmatively, “Grace cooked this.” “How do you know? How can you tell?” Edward was puzzled.

“Because it doesn’t have much oil, just a little. | wouldn't say | like greasy ones. | didn’t tell Mom, but Grace knew. So, isn't the case solved?” Rose sipped and said, “Wow, it's delicious.” “The creamy potato soup Mom made for you that day was so greasy. If you don't like it, why don’t you say it? If you don't like it in the future, say it. You don’t have to force yourself to drink it. Mom won't mind.” said Edward. Thinking of the layer of oil on the creamy potato soup that his mother had cooked for her that day, he felt a little guilty.

Seeing that Edward was in a daze and pursed his lips without saying anything, Rese explained, “It's fine. | don’t want to reject Mom's intentions. It’s quite delicious, but it's a little oily. However, it must have been brewed for a long time. Mom is very attentive.” “Besides, Mom's culinary skills are average, to begin with. If | keep saying | don't like this or that. She'll lose all everyone is er self-confidence. Not as thick-skinned as me,” Rose said self-awarely.

Appreciating his wife's understanding, Edward kissed her forehead, and a smile formed. No wonder his mother-in-law said that she was here to stay up for creamy potato soup today. Edward just realized the reason. Rose raised his head, hugged Edward's neck, and said, “I'm fine. Mom has 11:29 put in a lot of effort. | found that she’s been even busier since Sherri gave birth. You should let her relax.” “Alright, I'll tell Mom. She's just worried you won't be used to staying here,” said Edward as he gently touched her lips.

“I'm used to it. I'm comfortable wherever | go. As long as you are with me,” claimed Rose.

Edward replied, “Yeah, of course.” “Then I'll go downstairs and take a look. Hackett’s parents are here,” Edward said as he stood straight and looked at the child in the crib.

When Rose heard this, she quickly waved his hand. Since the guests were here, he had to entertain them. After all, this house belonged to both of them. “Go, go ahead,” said Rose.

As soon as the door was closed, the baby started to cry and fuss. It seemed that he wasn't delighted with the change in environment, probably because he had gotten used to the hospital room. He was having trouble adjusting to this new place.

With guests downstairs, she couldn't let the child cry. As a pediatrician, if she couldn't handle a little one like this, she would lose all credibility, which would be embarrassing. Her reputation would be in vain.

She tried her best to think of a way. She walked to the side of the cradle and began to communicate. She held the child's hand gently and said, “My dear son, even if you like that VIP ward, | can’t bring you back, | can’t stay there forever. If others can let me stay there, | can't. | will be treated as a lunatic. Do you know that? That's a hospital, not a home.” The baby wasn't giving her face and started to babble even louder.

“Alright, I'll find a song for you to calm down. Let's begin,” said Rose and picked up her phone to quickly stop the little guy's emotions from erupting.

She casually picked a song and started playing it. She felt that she was too lively Just as she was about to change, she realized the child had quietened down a little. She retracted her hand.

“Alright, as long as you don't cry,” said Rose. Little Bear Dance’s song was playing on a loop in the room. Perhaps it was infected, but Rose suddenly wanted to dance.

Indeed, she did. As her son listened to the music, he gradually quietened down and began to familiarize himself with the environment of the 11:291 room. He looked around, and his small eyes kept wandering.

Meanwhile, Rose was infected by the music. Wearing warm slippers, a windbreak on her head, and a restraining belt on her waist, she danced the Little Bear Dance in the room and sang along.

She was so high that his son, who was observing the room, was attracted by her. He kept staring at Rose without blinking.

Perhaps he was curious about what this person was doing. What was she dancing about? The door had long been pushed open. A group of people stood at the door. Edward was originally downstairs, accompanying Nathan.

Coincidentally, Richard Landor came. He let the elders chat with him and left.

He was the last to go upstairs. The elders were blocking the door, so he didn’t know what was happening inside.

The expressions of the people in the doorway were complex to describe.

Everyone thought that they had come to the wrong place. The music played a little louder, drowning out the sound of the door opening. Rose had her back to them and was completely unaware of the visitors.

She continued dancing and had no idea the atmosphere had taken an unusual turn.

A few of them did not know if it was better to enter the house or close the door.

They were in a dilemma as they had seen everything they needed to see.

Joy smiled and said, “It's good. After giving birth, you have to exercise. You can't lie in bed all the time.” “That's right, Lagree. Rose is more lively. Her training method is unique. As long as she is happy, it's fine,” Jua Juana nodded in agreement.

said.

Finally, Grace gave Edward a meaningful look and gestured for him to turn off the music.