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.

Anderson commented, "Ivy, who took care of me before, was quite nice. It's been a while since I

Joyce had Ivy return

me to call Ivy back?" Joyce

home now. It's the younger brothers who need care," Anderson shook his head. Alisha chimed in, "I don't

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Everyone began their meal.

trying her confinement meal, Joyce wrinkled her nose. "Why is my dish

with a perfect

picky eating habits were widely known. If even he praised the food, then

try yours," Joyce said, attempting to pick something from the other dishes on the table

a new mother, your

to go out, not allowed

comforted her. "It's all for your own

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

Joyce said, "I'm

the meal while she struggled to finish

his chopsticks and

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

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