For Julian's sake, Emelia stopped him from refusing Heather completely. "They are your parents, after all. It'll be indecent if we don't consider their dignity in our wedding."

Julian pressed his lips together in silence.

Emelia added gently, "I know you don't want me to interact with your mother because she may anger me."

Julian glanced at her. With a smile, she continued, "You can tell her I won't be in charge of anything because of my pregnancy. If she has any requirements or suggestions, she should talk to you. Then I don't need to speak to her much.

"I'm pregnant now. I don't think she would make trouble. You should know she also looks forward to the babies.

"Hence, you don't need to do anything to be blamed by the public just for avoiding me being angered." With those words, Emelia reached out and gripped his hand gently.

She knew what he had done for her.

Julian gripped her slender fingers and said gently, "I got it."

He also knew what she had done for him.

He felt so lucky to marry such a generous, graceful woman. He knew Emelia accepted Heather and was generous to Heather because of him.

Emelia loved him, so she was unwilling to let Julian be in a dilemma between them, nor would she want him to be blamed for being unfilial to his parents.

However, Heather went to their house with a giant lunch box that afternoon.

Julian hadn't returned from work yet. Emelia received her politely. Heather opened the lunch box, in which was the chicken soup that smelt good. "I made the soup for you, Emelia. You are pregnant, so you need to take more nutrition, let alone you have two babies."

at the chicken soup and Heather's eager eyes. She said in a low voice,

I've been bothered by morning sicknesses recently. I cannot take such nutritious food." If Emelia were an arrogant woman, she would tell Heather that the soup was too greasy for her. Hence, she put it in a euphemistic

Since she would suffer less from the morning sickness after taking some light dishes, Julian told the chef to avoid making greasy food. Chicken or

included the necessary elements that Emelia needed, she would be

babies' sake." Heather poured a bowl of soup and

aggressively pushed her

returning from work, so he

Emelia's hands without taking off his suit jacket. Looking down at Heather, he said, "Mom, Emelia will feel uncomfortable when taking such a greasy

for many days. Finally, he found that Emelia would suffer less by eating light

aggressively let Emelia drink it. However, Heather didn't care about Emelia's feelings but insisted

was too aggressive. If

Julian the best, so Heather wanted to bring her

her son blamed her without caring about her dignity,

"I... I just thought the chicken soup is

to drink something that you think is nutritious. It's good for

book of recipes for pregnant women from Arthur's hospital. I believe the nutritionist's advice should

was rendered speechless. She

with an awkward smile, "I see. The nutritionist's recipes are of course

"Since Julian is back, I won't disturb you

was still angry and about

wanted to leave here now." Emelia could understand how

Emelia knew she must feel embarrassed. She

the soup. Holding Emelia, he said,

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