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 while since I last saw her, and I

and the increase in family matters, Joyce had Ivy return to the

me to

I was just thinking. I'm all grown up 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

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

Alisha grinned happily.

picked up a crab leg pastry with her chopsticks. "I

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Everyone began their meal.

nose. "Why is my dish so bland? How about

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

raised an eyebrow; Luther's picky eating habits were widely known. If even he praised the food, then it must really be good. But why was her

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

a milder taste. As a new mother, your body needs to recover, and the food you eat

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

her. "It's all for your own

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 something flavorful but

dinner concluded, Joyce said, "I'm

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

set down his chopsticks and followed Joyce back to their

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

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