Hackett was in a particularly good mood today.
Early in the morning, he brought creamy potato soup to the hospital. His mother-in-law had gotten up early to boil the soup, saying it would replenish everyone's energy. When he entered the ward, he found Frank still sleeping, while others had already been up.
Sensing the movement, Frank thought it was his son waking up. Mechanically, he began to rock the bassinet, and Hackett walked in, completely stunned. The corner of his mouth twitched. He asked, "What are you doing? The child is sleeping well, and why are you rocking the bassinet?"
Frank felt bewildered and completely exhausted. His arms were sore, more tired than if he had been in a physical altercation. He never thought such a small baby could be so difficult to handle.
"Holy shit, what did you do last night? What's wrong with you?" Frank opened his eyes tiredly, and Hackett, holding the creamy potato soup, came closer to look at Frank. Gloating was evident in his eyes. Frank pushed him away.
Indeed, Hackett had come over early in the morning just to watch the show, and he saw it. "Don't tell me that you stayed up all night! Your son is awesome, and it seems that he is your boss now."
Frank was so tired that he couldn't even keep his eyes open. He pinched his brow and yawned constantly, suspecting that Hackett was just there to gloat over his plight, not to deliver the soup.
"You seem to have nothing to do."
"Yeah." Frank's son, who was sleeping peacefully now, didn't wake up when they talked. In the middle of the night, he was the one who kept crying on a loop, and Frank had to rock the bassinet all the time to keep his son settle down.
Grace walked over to take a look at her son Frank, who was still sitting on the sofa. Frank was really tired. In the past, when he was in the Lithern Club, even if he stayed up late at night, during the day he would still catch up on his sleep until the afternoon. "Frank, go inside and catch up on your sleep. I'll keep an eye on the child."
Emma also thought that Frank's body would collapse if this went on. "Yes, go inside and take a nap, or have a bowl of soup first."
Frank waved his hand. He really couldn't stay up any longer. He intended to catch up on his sleep. Ava looked at Frank, who was exhausted, with aching sympathy. His chin was bruised, and there were dark circles under his eyes. Before he entered the room, he met Ava's worried eyes and then said, "It's okay. I just need to get some sleep."
Ava nodded. Luckily, their daughter was quite well-behaved. Otherwise, the whole family would be exhausted. "Why don't we hire a babysitter?"
Hackett gave the soup to Grace and knew Frank's temperament well. "It won't work. Even if you hire a babysitter, Frank will still take care of babies himself."
Grace responded, "It's okay. Being a father also has its responsibilities. You gave birth to the children, and it's naturally his responsibility to take care of the children. After all, he can't just enjoy being a father without doing nothing. In this case, he can also feel the difficulty of raising a child."
But for Ava, it was just kind of heartbreaking to watch Frank like this. Her son was really hard to take care of.
Hackett nodded, agreeing with Grace's words. Frank had to go through it. And that was also what he had been through. Although his two kids combined weren't as noisy as Frank's son, they were quite a handful.
Hackett had just left when Daniel and William came to drop off breakfast.
Willaim came in and realized his son wasn't there. He wondered where Frank had gone in the morning, thinking Frank had gone to buy breakfast. "Where's Frank?"
Grace replied, "In bed."
William asked, looking at the chicken soup on the table, "Where did this soup come from?" Daniel was also confused. Just as they were thinking about it, there was a knock on the door, and Trevon walked in, suited and booted, carrying lots of breakfast in his hand.
Emma walked over to take the food and smiled gently. "Why are you here? Don't you have to take Jasper to school?"
Trevon glanced at the tightly closed guest room and guessed that Frank was still sleeping. He immediately realized that Frank didn't have a good sleep last night. It was truly hard to be a father. "Natalie asked me to come over to deliver breakfast. She will send Jasper to kindergarten."
Daniel was now more and more satisfied with Trevon. He treated Natalie well, and he did things thoughtfully. "Tomorrow, you don't have to come here. There's no need to ask you to rush over here to deliver the breakfast in the morning. I will be mad if you do it again."
Trevon replied, "That's fine. Then I won't come tomorrow."
Since Frank was not there, Trevon did not stay long. He stood for a while, chatted a few words to Emma and the others, and left.
Breakfast was abundant, including the soup Hackett brought over. With so few people, they couldn't finish the food all. Emma shared the food with the nurse on duty, expressing gratitude for last night's assistance. The nurse thanked her again and again, hesitated to accept until Emma assured her that there would not be any problems.
The nurse knew that this room was reserved for a VIP guest. The dean had explained it repeatedly, but she was not the type to rush up and kiss up to authority. Last night, she just gave her professional advice when seeing Frank holding the baby all the time. In truth, when she did speak, there was a hint of fear in her heart.
After all, the children from affluent families meant a lot to those powerful people. However, she didn't expect this family to be so easygoing. She then realized that not every affluent family was hard to deal with, and this family was an example.
Early the next morning.
Daniel and William arrived to deliver breakfast as usual. Following them were Joseph and Christina, who came to see Ava before their departure to Sapphire City later in the day.
Aware of their impending departure, Emma tried to express something to Christina, "Christina, why not let George stay at Athana, and I'll take care of him."
Understanding Emma's meaning, Christina grasped Emma's hand, standing gracefully in her heels, and said with a gentle smile, "No, someone's ready to head to Sapphire City for a couple of months just to enjoy the atmosphere."
"Huh?" Both Emma and Ava wore identical expressions of confusion, while Grace, seemingly anticipating it, smiled knowingly.
Christina patted Emma's hands, which, despite nearing 60, didn't show signs of aging, "It's my mom. She is planning to spend a few days in Sapphire City to avoid my sister and brother. She says she doesn't want to be surrounded by a leftover woman and a leftover man every day, fearing it might affect her mood."
Ava burst into laughter, though her wounds protested with a painful tug. She covered her belly with one hand while laughing. Grace reminded her to be careful.
William, evidently pleased, chimed in, "So Charlie's wife is so upset she's leaving the house. Chris is really an ungrateful son. See, Frank already has two kids. Why isn't he worried about his marriage at all?"
Grace patted the back of the proud William and said, "No one will think you're foolish if you stay silent. Just shut uo and enjoy your breakfast."
Grace stuffed a hotdog into William's mouth and shot him a warning look.
Christina smiled and then said, "You're right, William. My mom is already so worried about Chris's marriage that she is going bald."
Joseph always invited Chris to go to his company, but Chris never went once, leaving Christina feeling helpless.
William nodded, his mouth full of food, and continued to say, "If I were your father, I'd be anxious too. It's a good thing you had the vision to find a good man like Joseph."
At this time, Daniel said, "Take it easy. Everything can be resolved immediately when it's the time. Did Frank rock the bassinet all night?"
Originally, Joseph had planned to let Christina stay in Athana, and he would go back with his father. However, his mother-in-law insisted on following them to Sapphire City and even found an excuse to alleviate any burdens. In reality, Joseph knew that his mother-in-law just wanted to offer help. He secretly noted the kindness of his mother-in-law down in his heart without revealing it.
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