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Samantha could not answer that question immediately.
She shook her head and said truthfully, âI havenât thought about it yet.â
âThen take your time to think it through. Thereâs no need to rush.â Rochelle understood Samanthaâs feelings very well. âYou go ahead and freshen up while I get breakfast delivered. You canât let yourself go hungry now that you have two stomachs to feed.â
Samantha smiled gratefully and went back into the room.
Rochelle picked up her phone and clicked into a food delivery app. She ordered a lot of food for breakfast. She then thought of something and made another order.
After Samantha was done washing up, Rochelle went to the bathroom to wash her face too. Then, the food delivery arrived and Rochelle brought in the food and laid everything out one by one on the table.
Seeing practically every type of food filling the table, Samantha could not help but shake her head and laugh, âThereâs only two of us, Chelle. How are we going to eat all this? Itâll be such a waste!â
âWho said itâs only the two of us? What about my godson?â Rochelle raised her chin and said righteously to Samanthaâs stomach, âI donât care if anyone else goes hungry, but I canât let my godson starve.â
Samantha pulled the chair, sat down, and picked up a meat bun. âHow do you know that itâll be a son? What if itâs a daughter? Do you prefer sons to daughters?â
âPlease.â Rochelle uncapped the lid of a bowl of bean porridge and pushed it to Samantha. She then explained calmly, âItâs not that I prefer boys. I just think...women are set to have a bitter life.â
It was particularly so for big families like theirs, for their fate was beyond their control ever since they were born.
Oneâs path and marriage were all decided for by oneâs family and all that needed to be done was to follow each step.
She could not bear letting her goddaughter go down that path.
Samantha felt the same too.
The babyâs gender was not that important, since she would love her children all the same.
It was justâ¦unfortunate that it had happened under such circumstances.
Samantha smiled bitterly and lowered her head to take a bite out of the bun.
Although she did not have any appetite, she still tried to eat more for her health and that of the child in her stomach.
Once they finished breakfast, Samantha got up to leave.
Rochelle was surprised. âLeaving so soon? Arenât you going to rest a bit longer?â
âIâve had enough.â
She had given herself a chance to suffer and be weak the entire night and she did not want to continue wallowing in depression. If things were left at that and remained unresolved, it would continue to remain as a thorn in her heart.
âAre you sure? Are you really alright?â Rochelle was still worried. âHow about I go with you if youâre going to face Timothy?â
âI can still go with you if youâre going to beat up that b*tch-*ss Harmony! You canât be the one beating her up because youâre pregnant, and your movements might affect the baby, so Iâll beat her up for you!â
Rochelle clenched her fists and raised her chin confidently. âIâve been practicing Muay Thai for the past few years, and itâll be Harmonyâs lucky day to be my sparring partner.â
Samantha could not hold herself back from laughing out loud. âChelle, Iâm grateful for your kindness, really. But thereâs no need to do all that.â
Seeing Rochelleâs about to protest, Samantha hurriedly explained, âChelle, Iâm not going to face Timothy right now, nor am I going to beat Harmony up. Before I do that, thereâs one thing I have to confirm.â
âWhat is it?â Rochelle frowned. âWill it be dangerous?â
âItâs not dangerous. Donât worry,â Samantha assured. âIâll tell you once I find out.ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Rochelle would never be able to rest peacefully if Samantha was still that little princess of yesteryear she once was. However, Samantha had since become an opinionated and capable person. Rochelle did not ask any further because she knew that Samantha had her way of doing things.
Even though they were both good friends, they still respected each otherâs opinions.
âAlright then,â Rochelle answered, she then walked to the hallway to get something. She then walked back to Samantha and handed over the thing she went to get. âYour car keys.â
Samantha looked at her car keys and was slightly surprised. âHow is it... why is it with you?â
The car keys should have been in her bag.
âI took it. I had a driver drive your car over and park downstairs.â
Samantha took the car key and felt warm in her heart.
âThanks, babe.â
Samantha hugged Rochelle. âIâll get going then. Weâll keep in touch by phone.â
âOkay.â
Samantha went downstairs and sat in the car. She turned on her phone, ignored the unread messages on WeTalk, and immediately dialed Annabelleâs number to request for a leave.
After hanging up, she started the car and drove away.
Rochelle stood on the balcony upstairs and watched as the car drove away. She sighed softly and wondered just how Samantha was going to handle the entire situation.
She suddenly thought of a sentence she read on the internet recently: âDonât get too attached to men or else youâll end up being miserable.â
What an appropriate saying for the occasion!
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At the villa, Samantha parked her car and walked into the house.
Aunt Julia was about to head out for some grocery shopping when she happened to run into Samantha. She was a little shocked and asked, âWhy are you home at this time, Mrs. Barker? Donât you have work?â
Samantha glanced at the grocery bag that Aunt Julia was carrying and said naturally, âI have an off day today.â
âI see.â
Samantha then asked, âAre you going out to buy some groceries? I can drive you there. I happen to have some stuff I want to buy at the supermarket.â
âI shouldnât be troubling you. What is it that you need? Let me know and Iâll get it for you,â Aunt Julia said hurriedly.
âItâs fine. Itâs my off day anyway, letâs go together.â
Samantha wrapped her hand around Aunt Juliaâs shoulders and walked her to the car.
Since Aunt Julia could not change Samanthaâs mind, she merely smiled and responded, âOkay then.â
The car drove slowly out of the villa.
After driving a short distance, Samantha was the first to start the conversation. âHas grandma slept better these last two days?â
Knowing that Samantha was being filial, Aunt Julia answered frankly, âNot yet. I had a doctor come over to check up on her. Sheâs been prescribed some medication that will be adjusted accordingly.â
She could not help but sigh. âYou know how old people shouldnât be allowed to let their blood boil.â
Samantha nodded and was silent for a few seconds. She pretended to keep up the small talk and said offhandedly, âGrandma has always been calm and composed. This is the first time Iâve seen her like that. What is it...that Harmony did?â
Aunt Julia could not help but look up at Samantha. âWhy are you curious about her, Mrs. Barker?â
Her face sank immediately. âSheâs an extremely vicious woman. You should avoid all contact with her and stay as far away as you can! Harmony is a bringer of bad luck!â
âNo particular reason,â Samanthaâs tone became more natural, as if she was just chatting casually. âItâs justâ¦Grandma has been in a bad mood ever since Harmony showed up and sheâs even had difficulty sleeping. Sometimes these anxieties and worries need to be treated by a doctor who is familiar with such psychological conditions.. I just want to try and understand things a bit more to see if I can help rid Grandma of her worries.â