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.

"Alan, get Nora some soup. She needs to

Nora didn't want to have

have some." Alan did as what his mother told him

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

them to

breath and pushed the soup in front of Alan.

get myself another bowl." Alan

of her, Nora felt more uncomfortable. She rubbed her hand against her heart to suppress the discomfort, but

the matter with her?" asked Hazel, "Is she feeling

was a little flustered and ran to see

the bathroom, spitting out what she had eaten

Her stomach churned violently.

from vomiting before,

felt sick again and

the bathroom. Anika was a little worried. "Is

worry too much. I don't think Nora is sick," said Clara, Wilson's wife

they were all

frowned slightly. He did not speak, just quietly listened

stronger flavors. Sometimes I didn't have any appetite and didn't want to eat anything. It was similar to what Nora

that's good news." Hazel looked at Patriarch. "Grandpa, don't you

a smile, "It has been a long time since anything happy has happened to the

be pregnant." Mrs. Way smiled happily. "I had the same situation when I was pregnant, but it was not as serious

will vomit violently." Clara looked at Nora sympathetically as Alan helped her out. "Nora is going to

a little confused as they all looked at

from us?" Hazel raised