Chapter 85

Glinda didn't get the chance to take the photo because Wendy quickly put it back in the box. "Grandma, this is a photo from when I was a child. It's so ugly. I can't let you see it."

Glinda smiled and withdrew her hand. “I don't think you could ever be ugly."

Freddy added, "I completely agree."

Wendy, hearing the warm reassurance from both Glinda and Freddy, lowered her head and took a sip of the chicken soup.

Just then, the maid's voice broke the moment. "Mr. Hawk."

Wendy looked up and saw Stanley had returned.

Glinda smiled brightly. "Stanley, you're back?"

Stanley took off his jacket and handed it to the maid before walking into the living room with long strides.

Wendy, still holding her bowl, noticed something strange about the soup. It tasted odd, like some kind of herb had been added. "Grandma, did you put something in the chicken soup? It tastes strange."

Glinda's eyes sparkled. "Wendy, you noticed? I had them add some herbs to help with fertility."

Fertility?

stared at the bowl, a sudden tension in her forehead. She couldn't help but feel uncomfortable. No matter how many herbs she drank, there was

consummated their marriage.

"Grandma!" Wendy protested.

yet earnest expression. "Wendy, it's about time you and Stanley had children. I'm getting older, and my biggest

eyes, Wendy knew she was destined to

sat down beside her, wrapping his arm around her shoulder in

There's no rush when it comes to

handsome face. Was he trying to

do want to

fluttered her long lashes, her eyes sparkling with mischief as she met his gaze. "But Stanley's been so busy with work lately. By

she just say?

instantly turned dark, the color draining from

so young, but you're too tired to perform? Glinda gave him an assessing look. "No wonder you

not

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special soup tomorrow," Glinda said seriously. "You need to build up your

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