The Woman From Hell

Chapter 1287

Matthew frowned, looking extremely unhappy. I did not know nor did I want to know why he was unhappy.

I had said what I needed to say. What was left now was for him to reflect on it himself.

I walked around the first-floor lobby before finding Liz and Laney.

Laney was holding the baby as Liz gobbled up the food as though they were merely things to fill up her tummy regardless of how it tasted like. She had probably eaten too little in the morning and was starving by now.

She saw me out of the corners of her eyes and stopped eating

she felt a little awkward, she

her mouth haphazardly with her sleeve. She then gave

messier than before, making her look much more haggard now. It

on the chair, waiting

awkward. Laney started, "Girls today love dressing up and eating less in order to keep fit, but how are you supposed to increase milk’production that way? In our days; we ate raw eggs after giving bith'and some other horribte tasting=food, but we produced more milk-after that. Our babies couldn't even finish it. After a night's-sleep, our clothes and beds woutd be stained. Later, we would p PUMP some at night before we slept and save it. But that wouldn't be for the baby. We didn't have a fridge at the time, so we were afraid that the baby would get sick from drinking it. Later, we learned from the TV that breastmilk is a woman's blood. I regretted throwing away the milk my baby

water, alright.” She got up to wash the lunch box and took the child from Laney's arms when

it. Laney went upstairs to take care of Matthew. Liz and I locked gazes. We both knew that we each had something to

wanted to start first. It was not that we did not want

me-yery much, don't you? If

to that. I said something else, It's” not like Matthew doesn't have any money: You can hire a few nannies to take care of you and the baby to