"Yes, but it will take some time." Sam rested his chin o n his hand.
Yvonne's eyes blinked. "Some time?"
"Well, there’s one final step for Dr. Peter’s research. It will take a few more months before he can put it on the market. By that time, your child will almost be born," Sam said while looking at her belly.
Yvonne lowered her head and looked at her belly too. Her eyes were filled with motherly love and she smiled, "It's only two months now."
Sam warned her, "Time flies. Both the skin grating and kidney transplant surgery can only be done after the child is born. So you must take good care of your body these few months."
Sam’s mother took Yvonne’s hand and agreed with Sam.
Faced with the concern of the two of them, Yvonne naturally couldn’t refuse. She could only nod her head repeatedly.
Sam's mother left after a while. As the first lady of the Smith family, she had a lot of diplomacy events waiting for her to attend every day.
Sam left shortly after his mother left. He was called away by a phone call.
Before leaving, he left Yvonne a lot of things to kill the time so that she wouldn’t be bored in the hospital by herself.
Soon, a week passed and Yvonne had almost adapted her life abroad in the hospital.
During this period, the burns on her body were scabbed one after another and the bandages could finally be removed.
But Yvonne refused to remove it no matter what because she wondered what she would look like, so she only removed the bandage a little. 1
When she saw her face under the bandage, she collapsed.
She couldn’t imagine that she was the person in the mirror. And because of this, her emotions were almost depressed this week and she only felt better when the Smith family came.
"Have some soup. Mom especially boiled it for you," Sam came in with a thermos in hand and said to Yvonne who sat on the bed unhappily.
Yvonne moved her eyes to look at him. "What's this? Don't tell me it’s chicken soup again?”
This week, Sam's mother had boiled chicken soup for her almost every day and she was sick with it.
Of course, it didn’t taste bad. On the contrary, it was really good, but no matter how good it tasted, she couldn't stand drinking it every day.
Sam caught the fright that flashed through Yvonne's eyes.
He curled his lips and smiled lightly, "Don't worry, not this time. Mom knows that you're tired of chicken soup, so she specially made another soup for you. It's very light."
"I see. That's great,” Yvonne exhaled softly and patted her chest.
Sam gave her a bowl of soup. "Drink slowly, it's quite hot!"
"It's okay, I'll blow the soup to cool it down," Yvonne smiled, then took the bowl with both hands.
It was mushroom soup this time. The milky white soup had some parsley floating on top, making it look appetizing.
Yvonne stirred the soup with a spoon, then took the spoon and gently blew it into her mouth. The delicious taste filled her taste buds and her eyes brightened up.
"Delicious!"
"Drink more if it tastes nice. There’s more in there." Sam pointed at the thermos by the bed.
Yvonne hummed and continued to drink the soup in the bowl.
Halfway through, someone knocked on the door.
Yvonne stopped drinking and looked at Sam.
Sam closed the magazine in his hand then looked at the door. "Come in."
Click!
The door opened.
Mr. Marc walked in with a document and looked rather sophisticated. "Mr. Smith.”
"What’s the matter?" Sam looked at him.
Mr. Marc said, "We've investigated the relationship between Mr. Lancaster and Jacqueline in Canada."
Upon hearing this, Yvonne held the bowl tighter." What's the result?"
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