"Oh, it's nothing. These were given to me by the villagers, but I have no use for them, so I just brought them along. After all, you already have a lot of things, so I don't really need to give you anything. After thinking about it, I decided to give you this. As long as you like it. If you finish it, I'll have someone go back to the countryside to get more."
"Okay, we'll let you know about it when we finish them." Mary smiled and carried the bag to the kitchen. As for the massager that Charles gave, it was left aside. After all, Sonia couldn't use it now. Zane looked at Charles who was in a bad mood and provocatively smiled. "So, my gift is more useful, right?"
Charles snorted. "What's there to be proud of? It's just useful now. That doesn't mean my gift won't be useful in the future. My gift will come in handy later. You don't understand anything."
"So what if it'll be useful later? The things I gave can be eaten. I can give her those delicacies to eat for a lifetime. Can your gift do that?"
"Who said it can't? When she's older, it will be necessary for her to use a massager to relieve body aches and pains, so it can be used for a lifetime too."
The two of them argued back and forth, refusing to admit defeat, and it looked like they would argue again. Sonia had a headache and quickly stopped them. "Alright, alright. Both of your gifts are great. I like them both, and they can both be used for a lifetime. That's enough. Stop arguing."
"Sonny, it's not that I want to argue. It's just that this guy is too much. I ignored him, but he came to provoke me," Charles pointed at Zane while complaining.
Zane let out a snort. "If I was provoking you, you also foolishly provoked me back. If you ignore me, will we end up arguing?"
Charles looked at him incredulously. "So, it's my fault then?"
Zane snorted again, indicating that he meant exactly that.
"You..." Charles wanted to retort, but his phone rang in his pocket, interrupting him. He had no choice but to pause and take out his phone. When he saw the caller ID, his expression suddenly turned complex, and he walked to the side to answer the call.
Sonia saw this and pursed her lips. She had guessed who was calling. It was either Daphne or the person taking care of her. In the past, Charles never avoided her when he answered calls even if it was a company matter. It was only when it came to Daphne that he acted this way. It had been a long time since the New Year, and Charles still hadn't figured things out.
Sonia shook her head helplessly. Daphne was probably more than five months pregnant now. In a few more months, the baby would be born. She wondered what Charles was thinking and if he planned to marry Daphne. Did Charles really plan to let his child bear the stigma of being an illegitimate child?
Sonia's eyes flashed when she thought of this. Charles' mother didn't know about this yet. If Charles really had no intention of giving the child a proper family, she would tell his mother about it. After all, Charles was going overboard. He despised Daphne but still forced her to give birth to this child. What would he do after the child was born? Would he abandon Daphne? Would he let his child bear the shameful identity of an illegitimate child? In any case, no matter how she looked at it, Charles' actions were unjust and he had to be punished by his mother.
Just as she was thinking this, she suddenly heard Charles' voice rise in volume, sounding both agitated and surprised. "What did you say? She fell?"
Sonia heard the word "fell" and immediately became anxious. "Charles, what's going on? Did something happen to Daphne?"
Charles didn't answer her and just tightened his grip on the phone, speaking with an extremely tense voice to the person on the other end of the line. "I got it. Have the doctor check on her. I'll be back soon."
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