But when the little Austin in her arms began to stir, Chloe's rage and impulsiveness was cut short.
She couldn't have a shouting match with Charlotte.
After all, Charlotte was reluctant to help her with the baby in the first place. If she had a fight with Charlotte, Charlotte would be even less willing to help her. She still needed Charlotte to look after the baby so she could have time to work and earn money.
Although Charlotte was harsh on her, and sometimes even bullied her, Charlotte was still the baby's grandma. Even if her bad habits and behavior might affect the baby, she wouldn't mean any harm to her own grandson.
Chloe had to suppress all her anger, grievances, and pain. She was so angry that her whole body was shaking, but she could only deal with it by herself, adjust her own attitude.
After standing outside the door for several minutes, Chloe finally opened the door and went in.
Charlotte saw her and scolded with a frown, "Why did you come back to cook so late? I didn't cook for you, find some bread to eat yourself."
Chloe, with a pang of pain in her heart, replied calmly, "It's okay, I'll just grab something from the fridge."
The ribs weren't meant for her in the first place. She should have some self-respect and not eat them.
"Roxanne told me that Oliver will be released tonight." After she finished speaking, she asked again, "Can you stay home and watch Austin for me tomorrow? You said that as long as Oliver is released, you would help me with the baby."
"Don't bullshit me, Roxanne was reluctant to help in the first place, why would she suddenly want to help now?" Charlotte's face was full of doubt.
Chloe explained, "It's true, Oliver will be back soon, I hope you can help me with the baby tomorrow."
Sophia was busy mediating, "Chloe, don't blame mom. Mom already has a backache. If she didn't push you this way, how could your good friend Roxanne be willing to help release Oliver. It was a small matter, but you guys insisted on leaving him in the detention center."
Chloe didn't want to argue with them. It was too exhausting. She was already worn out from working and taking care of the baby at the company.
Her voice was full of tiredness, "I see, has Aria gone to her dance class?"
"Yeah. Mom isn't really unwilling to help you with the kids. You see, even though it's raining, she still picked up Aria for you and sent her to her dance class."
"Thanks. I'll go warm up some bread to eat, and then go pick up Aria."
Walking into the kitchen, Chloe felt that she couldn't just eat a slice of bread. Why couldn't she eat the ribs that Charlotte cooked?
The ribs were bought with the money Oliver gave Charlotte. That money was hers too. Besides, didn't she always take good care of Charlotte when she was cooking at home? She couldn't not eat just because Charlotte's ribs weren't meant for her.
She picked up the plate and walked out, "Mom, I'm not eating bread. I've been low on breast milk lately, and bread alone doesn't have enough nutrition. I'm going to eat these ribs, you don't mind, do you?"
Thinking about her son being released soon, Charlotte didn't want to be too harsh on Chloe, "You go ahead and eat."
Chloe scooped a full bowl of braised ribs, leaving almost nothing for Charlotte.
Looking at the nearly empty soup pot, Charlotte's face darkened, "Can you finish so much by yourself?"
"Sure can." Chloe asked deliberately, "Mom, it's not that I want to eat these ribs, it's mainly because your grandson has no milk to drink. Mom, you've had children too. You know breastfeeding women get hungry more easily and need more nutrition. I think these ribs are not enough. Why don't you and Sophia go bake some bread to eat?"
Charlotte frowned, "Are you really out of milk?"
Chloe nodded as she chewed on the ribs, "Not enough, I need to replenish for your grandson's sake."
Charlotte wasn't friendly to her, but she loved her own grandson Austin like a treasure.
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