The Woman From Hell

Chapter 555

After returning to the residential area, I went to the kitchen to prepare the medicine.

Munchkin began crying not long after he got home. I knew he was hungry so I quickly made him infant formula. When the milk had cooled, I fed it to him but he did not drink much and started crying after taking only a few mouthfuls.

Jerome was usually the one who took care of him, so Xander and I had no idea what was wrong with him. Afraid that he might be sick, we were just about to take him to the hospital when Jerome called me.

He had probably guessed that this was going to happen after we came home from the hospital, hence h e gave me a call to tell me that Munchkin was tired and wanted to sleep. All I needed to do was hold him and pace around the room to coax him to sleep.

Xander said he could do it but I refused.

Since I would be raising this child in the future, I should learn how to take care of him.

I held Munchkins in my arms and walked while coaxing him to sleep. After walking more than ten rounds, he finally fell asleep.

I brought him back to the nursery, and when I walked

the kitchen with a cup of barley lactation

cup with one hand and pinched his nose with another. "The smell is horrible. Are

the taste of barley the most, not to mention a lactation tea with barley in it. However, I had to drink it for the sake of the child so he

the cup from him and took

caused me t o scrunch up my face. Xander stuffed a piece of candy into my mouth with a smile. "Don't drink

my

mother refuse to drink lactation

the tea I drank, I felt drowsy after lunch. It was particularly serious. Xander said he would be around to check on the child and told me to go back

slept until Jerome came home from work. He and Xander planned to go to the supermarket to do some grocery shopping and take Munchkin out for a walk

Xander needed to stay at home to take care of the child. There was simply no time to clean the house. There were many children's items lying

was halfway cleaning up the house,

thought of how he would keep calling if I refused to answer, I

talk," he said, his tone a little deep and low. "I’m downstairs. You

He was downstairs?

"How did you find this