My Dad Please Come 85

Chapter 85

Glinda didn't get the chance to take the photo because Wendy quickly put it back in the box. "Grandma, this is a photo from when I was a child. It's so ugly. I can't let you see it."

Glinda smiled and withdrew her hand. “I don't think you could ever be ugly."

Freddy added, "I completely agree."

Wendy, hearing the warm reassurance from both Glinda and Freddy, lowered her head and took a sip of the chicken soup.

Just then, the maid's voice broke the moment. "Mr. Hawk."

Wendy looked up and saw Stanley had returned.

Glinda smiled brightly. "Stanley, you're back?"

Stanley took off his jacket and handed it to the maid before walking into the living room with long strides.

Wendy, still holding her bowl, noticed something strange about the soup. It tasted odd, like some kind of herb had been added. "Grandma, did you put something in the chicken soup? It tastes strange."

Glinda's eyes sparkled. "Wendy, you noticed? I had them add some herbs to help with fertility."

Fertility?

feel uncomfortable. No matter how many herbs she drank, there

consummated their marriage.

"Grandma!" Wendy protested.

hand with a gentle yet earnest expression. "Wendy, it's about time you and Stanley had children. I'm getting older, and my biggest hope now is to have

hopeful look in Glinda's eyes, Wendy knew she was destined

arm

Wendy is still young. There's no rush

he trying to put the pressure

want to have children," Wendy

long lashes, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she met his gaze.

say?

dark, the color

Glinda gave him an assessing look. "No wonder you and Wendy haven't made any progress. So the problem's

"It's not like

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soup tomorrow," Glinda said seriously. "You need to build up your

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