After a brief pause, I asked, "Well, how should I address her?"

Raising his brows, he raised his gaze at me. "Well, you should be addressing her like she's your mother-in-law... I guess 'Mom' would work!" he said, smirking. "Anyway, her name is Hermione... or Mrs. Milton."

I frowned, speechless at his remark.

Not long after that, Sebastian's mother, Hermione came knocking. Clad in an apron, she said, "Lunch's ready!"

Sebastian nodded and said smilingly, "Right, we'll be there in a bit."

As Hermione left, he narrowed his eyes seriously. "Be sure to carry yourself well," he said. "And watch your words, please."

did not

teahouse's

private space with classic furniture. Though it was not

seat, I was taken aback to find that those were real flowers. It was winter after all. Why

help yourself with these simple dishes. If Sebastian had informed me beforehand, I would have prepared

alright, Mrs. Milton," I

he ate. He responded obediently whenever Hermione spoke to him. She kept serving me food, so much so that I felt nauseous looking at the pile of dishes on my plate. I wanted to stop

eating. I dashed to the washroom to throw up. However,

hurried over and asked worriedly, "Are you alright?

time that I experienced nausea since getting pregnant. I gargled, shook my head, and said smilingly, "No

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