Hearing Louis' words, Violet's heart warmed.
She put down the soup bowl and asked Louis to carry the baby over to her, to breastfeed the little one.
"You finish your meal first, spoiled him."
Louis held the little one with a displeased look on his face.
Violet was amused.
What does a child of this age know?
Can someone not be so hard on the kids?
"I'm full." Violet said.
Louis looked at the meal on the table that had only moved a few bites, and his brow deepened.
"How many bites did you just take? Really full."
"Well, it's full."
Violet, with little appetite, reached out to take Julian from Louis' arms.
Louis' eyes flashed with pity, "Okay, you can endure a few more days, when you can eat everything, I'll make something you love."
It's not easy to be a woman, and it's even harder to be a mother.
For the sake of the child, not only do you have to endure a series of pain during childbirth, but you also have to eat foods you don't like after giving birth.
So in the future, if their children are unfilial, really have to be struck by lightning.
Violet hugged the small child and thought of something as an afterthought.
"What did you just say? This meal today, you didn't make it, did you?"
Louis gave a hmmm and a smile flashed in his eyes.
She heard it?
Knowing that he washed his hands for her?
Violet's eyes were full of consternation.
He is the president of The Johnson Group and he cooks for her?
And it's done with style!
Although she has a poor appetite, it doesn't mean she has no sense of taste.
He cooks salty and mild dishes to her taste.
You can see that he did it with his heart.
The tide of her heart rose and fell, making her nostrils inexplicably sour.
"Honey, don't be moved to tears, I'll be heartbroken."
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