By the time Deanna emerged from the bathroom, the ginger soup was ready.

“I’m going upstairs to rest,” Deanna announced, her pale face still reflecting the discomfort of her cramps.

“Go ahead,” Debora replied.

“I’LL bring her the ginger soup,” Rosalynn chimed in as she exited the kitchen with the bowl in hand.

“Alright.” Debora nodded, her eyes filled with approval.

She believed her grandson’s wife should not only be beautiful but also skilled in the culinary arts.

settled into bed when she noticed Rosalynn entering the room. Annoyed, she snapped, “What

“Drink the

soup, Deanna wrinkled her nose. “I don’t want to drink it. I

unpleasant taste had

the ginger soup aside and retrieved her phone, opting to snap some pictures of Deanna

taken aback for a moment, then exclaimed, “Hey, why are

the

yourself. Do

and ghostly pale complexion stared back at her. She furrowed her brows and asked, “Hey, can you actually

feel low on energy, which can lead to various issues like hormonal imbalances, headaches, dizziness, and skin problems. Drinking some ginger

her face. For a moment, she found Rosalynn‘’s words reasonable. However, she quickly realized that Rosalynn was indirectly calling her

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