You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1981

Chapter 1981: Meteor Shower

It was time for dinner.

Today, with Mrs. Hurley's assistance, Cecelia had prepared a sumptuous meal, filling the entire dining table.

Cecelia smiled and said, "Elsa cooks at a five-star level, and I just lent a hand today. Try it, everyone."

Mrs. Hurley came forward and placed Joyce's postpartum meal in front of her. "Miss, this is your confinement meal."

Joyce nodded. "Thank you."

Looking around and noticing that the other maids were not present, she asked, "Mrs. Hurley, won't you join us for dinner? Where are the other ladies? What about Jane? Shouldn't we all dine together?" Mrs. Hurley replied politely, "We had our staff meal an hour ago. Thank you for your concern, Miss."

Joyce hesitated. "I'm not that formal. You don't have to be so restrained. Let's all sit down together and have a meal. It's more lively with everyone."

"Miss, it's not appropriate. There are rules to follow, and they must be adhered to. I'll excuse myself." With that, Mrs. Hurley respectfully left the dining room, leaving Joyce feeling a bit embarrassed, as she was, after all, family.

Cecelia reassured her, "It's alright, let's follow the rules. They've already finished their staff meal an hour ago and take turns eating and taking care of the children. Elsa will have a schedule prepared for these few days."

"Alright," Joyce shrugged. Despite being accustomed to being served, she realized that she couldn't be overly familiar. This was the way it had to be.

Luther sensed Joyce's thoughts and gently patted her hand. "Don't overthink it; their main task is to take care of you and the children."

"Mm," Joyce agreed.

before, was quite nice. It's been a

and the increase in family matters, Joyce had

do you want me to

younger brothers who need care," Anderson shook his head. Alisha chimed in, "I don't need anyone to take care of

ruffled Alisha's head. "That's right, Alisha is the most

Alisha grinned happily.

eagerly. She picked up a crab leg pastry with her chopsticks. "I want to

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Everyone began their meal.

nose. "Why is my dish so bland?

are fine, well-seasoned, with a perfect balance of flavors,"

were widely known. If even he praised the food, then it must really be good. But why was

pick something from the other dishes on the table with

taste. As a new mother, your body needs to recover, and the

treatments, not allowed to go out, not allowed to work, only allowed to sleep. Even the food was bland and tasteless. She felt

there," Luther comforted her. "It's all

and so on. Despite having a main course and a dessert of snow fungus

concluded, Joyce said,

left the dining table early, unable to watch them enjoy the meal while she struggled to finish hers. She decided to

chopsticks and followed Joyce back to

from behind, he lifted her up. "I'll carry you to

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