You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

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.

commented, "Ivy, who took care of me before, was quite nice. It's

residence and the increase in family matters, Joyce had Ivy return to the Capital for safety reasons and had generously

you want me to call Ivy

now; I don't need someone to look after me. Besides, there are so many people at home now. It's the younger brothers who need care," Anderson shook his head. Alisha chimed in, "I don't need anyone to take care of me; I'm all grown up. I can even look after my

Alisha is the most capable! Alisha

Alisha grinned happily.

start eating," Alisha said eagerly. She picked up a crab leg pastry with her chopsticks. "I want to try this;

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Everyone began their meal.

wrinkled her nose. "Why is my dish so bland?

fine, well-seasoned, with a perfect balance of

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

said, attempting to pick something from the other dishes on the table with her

your body needs to recover, and the food you eat is different from ours. Lighter is better." Joyce

being mistreated? All these unfair treatments, not allowed to go out, not allowed

her.

Joyce reluctantly finished her confinement meal, which included fish soup, red bean soup, mushroom red date congee, pork liver congee, shrimp and radish stew, and so on. Despite having a main course and a dessert of snow fungus swallow's nest, it all looked exquisite, but the taste was truly insipid. She longed for

Joyce said, "I'm done.

the dining table early, unable to watch them enjoy the meal while she struggled

down his chopsticks and followed

behind, he lifted her up. "I'll