Chapter 951

I smiled and cut her off. "It was probably stained by accident. Get it washed, then."

Having said that, I walked back to the sink to continue washing up.

I was not exactly upset about it. I knew Theo well after being with him for so many years.

I trusted him when it came to romantic relationships.

I would not doubt him over such matters.

Seeing that I was nonchalant about it, Caroline finally felt relieved.

She grabbed the clothes and walked out, but after taking a few steps, she doubled back and stood

at the door, saying, "Mrs. Grant, Mr. Grant isn’t that kind of man. Don't think too much about it."

I nodded with a smile. "We’ve known each other for years. I know what kind of person he is. Trust

exists between us."

Caroline was completely relieved and turned around t o leave the room.

I looked up at myself in the mirror and chuckled bitterly. Perhaps coming back was the wrong

decision.

Before Cassey’s son’s one-month birthday, Theo and I planned to go to the Louises’ to visit Cassey.

We left the house at three in the afternoon and arrived at the Louises' residence at four.

There were plenty of cars parked in the yard, and I was confused when I saw plenty of people in the

villa. It was not the banquet yet, so why were there so many people?

Theo and I had just gotten out of the car when Petra came out. She asked us to quickly go in.

There were many people sitting in the living room. Seeing Petra pulling me inside, some came

forward to greet me while many cast curious glances at me. Petra satisfied their curiosity and

introduced me to everyone.

I was terrible at socializing to begin with, and I was not here to socialize with so many people in the

first place. Seeing that I had greeted almost everyone, I went upstairs to see Cassey.

Cassey and the baby needed to be in a very quiet environment, hence they moved to the third floor.

Normally, no one else would be on that floor except for the two nannies in charge of taking care of

the baby.

Cassey was lying on the bed, probably just finished breastfeeding. The baby was sleeping while

she leaned on the bed, humming a little drowsily.

Hearing movements, she looked at me and her eyes instantly lit up. "You're finally here, Wanda. I'm

bored t o death."

I walked over and sat on the bed, saying with a smile, " You're busy taking care of the baby now, so

I can’t come and keep you company very often. Just bear with it for a while more. When the baby

grows up and i s less delicate, it'll all be fine."

"Forget it." Cassey looked at the baby and said resentfully, "I’ll be old when he grows up and

becomes less delicate."

I chuckled. "No, you'll always be 18."

Cassey loved hearing things like that and immediately smiled. "You're such a sweet talker."

I smiled and glanced at the room door. "Are those people downstairs your relatives?"

Cassey nodded. "It's a tradition in Whaldorf. They say that it's a joyful event, so typically, relatives

and friends will bring supplements when they visit."

I clicked my tongue. "You have a lot of relatives, don't you?"

"Not all of them are here."

Looking at the baby in the crib, I felt a little suffocated inside. "You have to tone yourself down.

You're now a mother. When the child starts imitating the actions of an adult, you’ll have to be a good

role model to him."

After a pause, I looked at Cassey with a complicated expression and said, "Conflicts will inevitably

arise when couples stay together, but you must know that it wasn't easy for you to get together.

You'll only go far if you understand and tolerate each other. Of course, it's easier said than done. If

you feel aggrieved or unhappy, don't just endure it. Most importantly, make sure you're not treated

unfairly."

Cassey was dumbfounded after I said those words. After a long time, she swallowed her saliva and

asked with uncertainty, "Are you possessed or something?"

I knew my words were too abrupt, but I was afraid that I would not have the chance to say it if I did

not do it now.

"Nope." I chuckled and said, "I’m just worried that you’ll have postpartum depression.”

"I'm getting even more depressed after you said that."

I smiled and said no more.

After dinner, Theo and I planned to go home.