The elderly were usually stubborn. The more they age, the more opposed they are to medical treatment. Especially someone like Wilfred Lodge, who practiced kickboxing all his life and was typically healthy, hated the idea of seeing a doctor.
However, if his granddaughter made the essential oil for him, he would not have the heart to refuse it.
"That's what I think, but I'm not sure if my grandfather would be willing to use it. Anyway, I have to give it a try." After a pause, she continued, "Actually, the essential oils are just like perfumes. Every perfumer has their unique style."
"Take the lavender and sandalwood you just mentioned as examples. There are different ingredients and components in them. The final product of every different perfumer will be different. This is something that I want to do for him, and that is different from buying it outside."
She had left the Lodge family for many years and felt guilty. Now that she saw her grandfather suffering from insomnia, she thought about what she could do for him.
After understanding her intention, Alexander could not stop her anymore. He could only say, "No matter what, you must also take care of yourself. You can't overwork yourself…"
Raising his wrist to check the time, he continued, "10.30 p.m. That’s the limit for you. You must go to bed at the latest 10.30 p.m. every day. If you can promise me that, I’ll let you continue. Otherwise, I will get someone to vacate your little lab immediately."
Lily wanted to object initially, thinking that 10.30 pm was too early, but when she heard the last half of his sentence, she could only say, "Well then!"
"That's my girl!" He pinched her nose and expressed his satisfaction.
"Tyrant!" Lily whispered.
"What?" Alexander pretended not to hear her, leaning forward and asking.
Lily laughed, "It's nothing! I said okay. I’ll continue with my work. You play here by yourself, okay?" Lily raised her hand and patted the top of his head as if she was talking to a child.
Before he could speak, Lily ran away in a hurry. Looking at her departing figure, Alexander smiled helplessly and shook his head. He wondered what it would be like if they had a child between them. He was looking forward to it!
…
"What did you say? Repeat it!" The charming voice became sharp and piercing, capable of piercing one’s eardrum.
Arianna closed her eyes nervously, covering her ears, "Oh dear, keep your voice down!"
"No, how can I keep quiet? Where did you hear about this? That’s ridiculous! Who are you talking about? Alexander… He's engaged? Who is he engaged to? Is he engaged to me? I don't even know. How would you know? It’s ridiculous..." Brittany laughed, but she was not so sure.
Arianna had a serious look on her face, and it did not look like she was joking.
Brittany became inexplicably nervous and clenched her sweaty palms, "Arianna, what did you just say? Please tell me again."
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