Chapter 375

Salma returned from the grocery store, arms full of fresh produce, to find Monica and Anastasia deep in conversation.

Anastasia got up to help. “Nah, don’t worry about it.” Salma waved her off with a chuckle. “I’ve got it, sweetie. You just relax. Monica, are you joining us for lunch? I’m making meatballs.”

Monica grinned. “Absolutely, Salma. Your cooking is irresistible. I can never say no.”

Beaming at the compliment, Salma said, “Well then, you should come more often. I’ve got plenty of time on my hands, and I love

cooking.”

Salma didn’t have the heart to return to her job at the hotel when Anastasia was pregnant.

Anastasia settled back on the couch, giggling. “Mom loves it when people compliment her cooking.”

Monica laughed. “Salma, your cooking is far better than my mom’s. I dare not eat her cooking, it’s a disaster. Poor dad, he’s been eating her food for over twenty years.”

“When was the last

ago.” Monica shrugged. “They’re busier than I am. It’s pretty quiet when I go

earlier. She was asking around about her son, and she

Anastasia’s heart skipped a

her son, I guess. We’re moving out this

“You’re

Estates where Herman used to live. He’s hired a nutritionist to

agreed, “That makes sense. This place is too small, especially with the baby coming. There’s just not enough room. Plus, having Salma take care of you

showed a number she didn’t recognize. Anastasia

Southern Mountain Road. We have some news about the

pounded. “Really? Where is my

She had visited all the orphanages near the area where

the phone said, “Ms. Jewell, the situation is a bit unusual. A couple

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