“You’re right. I am helping you out with your work, so I’m not a freeloader. If your father ever gives me jewelry and stuff, I’ll keep them and sell them off when they’re high in demand.”
Jefferson let out a faint chuckle. “Sure thing.”
After lunch, Jefferson kept Rayna company as she went for a walk around the hospital. The two of them then headed over to the mall as Rayna needed to buy some loose-fitting clothes.
It was already five in the evening by the time they returned to the manor.
“Is my father home?” Jefferson asked the housekeeper when he didn’t see Boniel’s shoes at the door.
“Old Mr. Terblanc called earlier this afternoon. He said he wouldn’t be coming home today because he needs to keep Mr. Montail company at the hospital. He wants you and Ms. Rayna to look after the manor while he’s gone,” the housekeeper replied with her head held low.
Jefferson nodded. “Got it.”
“Would you two like to have dinner? The chef prepared some Chanaean dishes today,” the housekeeper asked.
Although Rayna had eaten before coming home, she felt hungry after hearing what the housekeeper said. “Yes, please. Tell the chef to prepare Mr. Montail and Old Mr. Terblanc’s favorite dishes and have them delivered to the hospital.”
“Understood.”
Jefferson waited until the housekeeper had left before asking, “Didn’t you just have two hamburgers, four drumsticks, and a bowl of mushroom soup? How are you hungry so soon?”
“It’s not me who’s hungry. It’s them. I’ve got three mouths to feed, remember?” Rayna replied with an awkward smile.
The two of them were sitting in the living room while waiting for dinner to be served.
“Arnaud may have lost an arm, but he gained something out of it. Just look at how worried your father is. He’s even staying over at the hospital just to keep him company! I bet Arnaud would put up a pitiful act once he wakes up. That way, he’d be able to ask your father for more money or something,” Rayna said to Jefferson while munching on some juicy grapes.
“It’s fine! As you said, my father loves me the most. He secretly makes sure that I receive my share of whatever he gives Arnaud. Besides, Arnaud isn’t the only one who can put up a pitiful act!” Jefferson replied with a chuckle.
Rayna let out a sigh. “I’m just really worried about James.”
Putting Arnaud’s men aside, Boniel would surely pursue this matter now that his son had been severely injured.
“Don’t you know what your brother is capable of? I’ll have Ringo continue searching for him,” Jefferson reassured her.
Rayna nodded, seemingly trying to comfort herself. “Yeah, you’re right. He must’ve had everything planned out ahead of time. I bet he’ll be on the plane home a few days later!”
She then handed Jefferson a plate of oranges and continued, “Could you help me peel these oranges? My nails are too short.”
“You’ve just finished a plate of grapes, though. Are you sure you’ll have room for dinner?” Jefferson asked.
“Of course I will! My stomach is still empty here!”
Rayna was a lot more careful after finding out that she was pregnant with triplets. She even had to keep it a secret from the housekeepers just to be on the safe side.
As Boniel had been looking after Arnaud in the hospital throughout the next few days, most of the housekeepers were on leave. Rayna then used that opportunity to go for a walk in the garden with Jefferson.
One day, Rayna noticed some plants that had yet to flower.
“What do you have planted here? Why haven’t these plants flowered?” she asked curiously.
Jefferson shot her a meaningful glance. “You’re the one who planted them. Don’t you remember?”
“But I haven’t done any gardening after moving here…” That was when Rayna recalled something and stared wide-eyed at him in shock. Jefferson simply nodded in response.
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