Zayne seemed to have realized something and walked to Josie. “Don’t be angry, Josie. I’ve thought things through and it doesn’t matter if we don’t have children. Instead, I’ll just raise you like my own daughter.”
Josephine laughed wildly… and her belly full of anger dissipated.
Zayne touched the back of his head and smirked.
A woman’s brain was indeed a strange thing. One should never reason with them when they were angry. Using an absurd method to tease them would be the correct option.
Josephine took Zayne’s hand and sincerely said, “I know you like children, Zayne. I’ll try my best with the doctor’s treatment. If we’re unable to conceive at the end, let’s go to the orphanage to adopt a child.”
Zayne replied candidly, “We’ll go according to your plan.”
Time went by calmly in the mountains.
With such rare leisure time, Angeline took out some yarn from the bedroom. She said with a smile on her face, “Sis Shirley’s belly is starting to show, so I have to quickly prepare a couple of things for her. The baby will need a small sweater and small bedding… Also, we’ll need to prepare those hospital bags for labor in advance to avoid chaos when the baby is born.”
Angeline threw the yarn over to Zayne and Jay. “You two idlers help me untangle the yarn.”
Zayne reluctantly muttered, “You can buy ready-made baby clothes. If you ask the crown prince to untangle yarn for you, isn’t this what you call a waste of natural resources?”
Angeline replied, “A hand-made item is not the same as those store-bought ones.”
Zayne teased, saying, “Of course not. The ones you buy will look good, are of great quality, and saves time and effort. As for your little sweater... It’s still unknown whether or not it can be worn.”
Angeline retorted, “Are you looking down on me? Baby Robbie and Baby Zetty wore a lot of sweaters that I knitted when they were younger…”
Josephine felt inspired and felt that she should give her future little nephew some warm and commemorative gifts as well.
Josie said, “Zayne dear, Sis Shirley has been nothing but kind to us. We should do like Sis Angeline and prepare gifts that would make Sis Shirley happy and feel moved by it.”
Zayne looked at Josephine somewhat fearfully. “Then, what are you planning to make?”
Angeline smiled and said, “I’ll know when to rest.”
Jay was still reluctant. “Children grow up so fast. The little sweater you work on will not last very long, so your labor value’s not fully maximized.”
Angeline said, “I get what you mean, but…”
Jay looked at her with many grievances. “I can’t bear to see you work so hard…”
Angeline was in between laughter and tears. “But I… have to do something for Sis Shirley?”
Jay uttered bitterly, “No one helped you when you were pregnant.”
Angeline was slightly startled…
Looking at Jay’s pitiful puppy-like gaze, Angeline silently placed the ball of yarn back into the box...
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