Boomerang Love

Chapter 187

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The maids greeted Brendan. He had his hands in his pockets. It was obvious that he was more cheery than before. He wasn’t looking as serious as he used to be.

He looked absolutely satisfied.

“Mr. Ludwig is in a good mood today.”

“Yeah! He even smiled just now. It was my first time seeing him smile.”

Naomi listened in on the maids‘ hushed chatter. Of course he was in a good mood, she thought. He had tormented her all night.

Moments later, Jennifer served the soup to Brendan and Naomi at the dining table. Naomi’s eyes widened.

Even though Jennifer hadn’t even reached the dining table, Naomi had already caught a whiff of the celery and chicken from afar,

She put her cutleries down and looked at Jennifer immediately. She urged her not to serve the soup.

“We’re good without the soup, Jennifer. These are enough for us.”

However, Jennifer looked like she had been put in a tough spot. “This was freshly brought over by Mrs. Ludwig yesterday, Ms. Naomi. She reminded me again and again to make sure Mr. Ludwig eats it.”

Naomi responded, “He doesn’t need to have anything so nutritious.”

If he did, she might not be able to get out of bed anymore.

taken aback by Naomi’s response and didn’t understand what she meant.

that Brendan had affirmed his union with Naomi. “I

ear to ear. She looked as if she

.

on her face made him smirk. Fearlessly, he stroked

under the table.

She scooped a bowl of oatmeal for him and prompted, “Behave

this.”

before they could finish their meal, Heather called.

you yesterday,

promise you made in front of everyone, Brendan. You said that you would get Naomi pregnant by New Year’s, so that next

finish her statement before Brendan hung

Chapter 187

wasn’t her biological mother, so Naomi still had to maintain a certain level of

offered Heather the information right away. Yes, he’s had the soup. He had an entire bowl of

to the

not be able to handle it if the doctor were to prescribe him with anything

the call, Heather questioned, “Was

can be hopeful about having a grandchild, Naomi?”

eating her oatmeal, “Yes, yes. Of

grandchild, Naomi couldn’t help but wish that she were a magician. At least she could then make a baby appear

Naomi. Don’t worry, this baby is

way of your work. You won’t have to

it sound like Naomi was already expecting.