Cupid's Arrow hit me hard! novel Chapter 1874

“Grandma May, Seren, let’s go downstairs for lunch.”

Jane invited the two and waved at Sonny. She said with a gentle smile, “Sonny, come, I’ll carry you.”

Sonny looked at the two babies and then at the beautiful Aunt Jane. At last, he reluctantly walked toward Jane and said, “Aunt Jane, I’m grown up, so I don’t need to be carried.”

Jane took his small hand. “Then I’ll hold you as we walk.”

She said to Serenity, “Sonny is also a very well-behaved child. He’s much better than Connor. That boy cries every day and can compare to Lilian’s kid.”

Dr. Lilian Carden’s son was born not too long ago. She was in confinement at the moment.

When Callum knew Lilian had given birth, he quickly got someone to send her supplements. After all, she was his fiancée’s last hope to cure her eyes.

Tim’s face was dark when he received the supplements sent by Callum. He put them in a corner. In any case, his wife did not lack supplements. They could not even finish the supplements at home, so why would they cherish the ones Callum sent?

Even though Tim knew Callum did not mean anything else, he was still displeased. He felt that he and Callum were neither close nor related at all. It was his wife who had given birth to a child. Why would Callum send them supplements?

Tim could accept it if Callum sent a few sets of baby clothes.

“By the way, Dr. Carden had given birth. I’ll go see her and the baby later.”

Lilian had not been discharged. Even so, her son had become famous for being a crybaby.

Tim said that his son cried the loudest every day when he was being bathed.

The baby also tossed and turned the most. Many of the women’s family members liked to go and watch little Oliver being bathed.

The two of them were of similar age and were grannies of their respective families, so they got along well.

Grandma May was particularly envious of Old Mrs. Johnson. She said, “Liz, you’re more blessed than I am. Of your ten grandsons, three of them are married, and two of them have their sweethearts, so you don’t have to worry about them. On the other hand, of my nine grandsons, so far only the eldest one got married under my force.

“I’m worried sick because of those brats. What I envy most about you is that you have Clo-clo, a beautiful and adorable great-granddaughter. If I had one, I’d be willing to die right away.”

Old Mrs. Johnson chuckled and said, “It’ll turn out well—everything will turn out well. One grandson of yours can top several grandsons of mine. I’m also envious of you for having so many outstanding grandsons.”

She was silently cursing internally, ‘The pot calling the kettle black.

‘We’re both happy old ladies with children and grandchildren of our own, and all of your grandsons are successful.’