The wind on the rooftop was getting stronger.
Worried about the kids getting sick, Lydia burned the last candle stick and then headed back to the ward.
The two little ones had cried out of fear earlier and were now fast asleep on the bed
When Jason was still alive, he pampered Lydia so much that she basically lived a worry free life.
But now without any servants around, she had to grit her teeth and get on with things, even if she didn’t know how to
After laboriously changing the kids clothes and cleaning their bodies. Lydia was so tired her hands were trembling
And on top of all that she clumsily stepped on her sons backpack, slipped and fell straight to the ground, with pain shooting through all her limbs. Lydia’s grievances finally overflowed
She covered her eyes with her arm and began to cry silently.
She felt so stupid, she couldn’t do anything right without Jason, and she even took a nasty tumble
A total no good!
Just then, her temporary phone from Gabriella started buzzing.
She struggled to sit up and grab the phone.
The only person who could be calling this number was Gabriella
“Gabriella, you’re still up?” Lydia tried to make her voice sound normal.
But Rosalynn on the other end of the line could hear her crying, “What happened?”
“N nothing. I just took a fall” Lydia couldn’t stop the tears from falling as she spoke, “Gabriella, I’m such a loser. I can’t even change my kids clothes or
boil hot water
“Auntie, just hang in there a bit longer. You’ll have servants when we get back to H Country, Rosalynn comforted her gently.
1 dont need help, I… Lydia tugged at her own hair.
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