Come on Daddy!

"No, of course not."

The tips of Hazel's white ears were tinged with red. She awkwardly put her hair back to her ears to hide her embarrassment.

Alan smiled a more playful smile. "Hazel, if you want to hear it, ask Mr. Moore to say it."

A touch of disappointment flashed by Hazel's eyes. "We would only say sweet words privately."

But actually, Oca had never said the sweet words that would touch her. It was she who took the initiative to express her feelings, and he looked indifferent.

He was always calm. No matter what she said or what she did, it wouldn't stir his feelings.

Hazel couldn't figure out what he was thinking. Sometimes she wondered what Oca would look like when he wasn't himself.

He was so calm that she felt he was like a cold statue.

In Oca's mind, there seemed to be no love, only work. It was when he was working that he would be fully engaged.

He was meticulous in his work and he was really charming when he focused on work. That was what attracted and enchanted Hazel most.

She was the one who always expressed her feelings first, but she was still willing to do so.

"Hazel, you're shy again," Alan laughed.

"Grandfather is coming. Dinner is ready," said Wilson.

They went to the dining room and sat down in turn. No one dared to eat until Patriarch took the first bite.

In the Way family, Patriarch had the authority over everything and no one dared to disobey him.

get Nora some soup. She needs to

Nora didn't want

some." Alan did as what his mother told him to do and served

was strong, plus the soup was a little greasy, she felt sick when smelling

with so many people here, she did not want them to find that she was pregnant,

pushed the soup in front of Alan. "No. You

myself another bowl." Alan picked up another bowl of

in front of her, Nora felt more uncomfortable. She rubbed her hand against her heart to suppress the discomfort, but the more she endured, the more she resisted, until she could not stand it and ran to

matter with her?" asked Hazel, "Is

a little flustered and ran to see

spitting

Her stomach churned violently.

you all right?" Alan had never seen Nora suffer from vomiting before, and he was distressed to see

him, she felt sick again and continued to vomit

was looking to the bathroom. Anika was a little worried. "Is

is sick," said Clara, Wilson's wife with a smile. "I think

this, they were

frowned slightly. He did not speak,

sick when I smelt some food with stronger flavors. Sometimes I didn't have any appetite and didn't want to eat anything. It was similar to what

good news." Hazel looked at Patriarch. "Grandpa,

"It has been a

Nora seems to be pregnant." Mrs. Way smiled happily. "I had the same situation when I was pregnant, but it

at all, while others will vomit violently." Clara looked at Nora sympathetically as Alan

as they all looked at him with a happy,

from us?" Hazel