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“I feel much better,” the old woman replied with a smile.

Sonia nodded. “That’s good to hear.”

All of a sudden, Rose pointed toward the end of her bed as if she had just recalled something. “Mary’s son dropped by to visit her yesterday, Sonia. He brought Mary some pineapples from home. You like pineapples, don’t you? You should bring some home for yourself.”

Sonia turned toward the basketful of pineapples. She felt her mouth watering just at the sight of it. She was just about to nod and thank Rose when Toby spoke up. “No!”

Rose frowned immediately. The smile on Sonia’s face faltered as Rose shot Toby a rather disapproving stare. “Why not? I’m the one who’s giving it to Sonia. Do I need to ask for your permission?” I’ve never realized how stingy of a man my grandson is. Why is he being so selfish over a few pineapples!

On the other hand, Sonia kept her lips sealed. She didn’t feel angry at all. They were just pineapples, after all; she didn’t see the need to lose her temper just because he refused to give her some. Toby realized how the two other women must have misunderstood him when he saw the grim looks on both their faces. “She’s not supposed to eat pineapples,” he muttered as he lowered his gaze.

For some reason, Toby found himself doing research on things that pregnant women had to watch out for after he heard the news of Sonia’s pregnancy. He went through the list of foods that pregnant women weren’t supposed to eat, and pineapples were one of the items listed there. “Why not?!” Rose shifted her cold glare toward Toby. It was evident that she was going to bicker with him until he provided her with a reasonable explanation for his words.

Sonia turned to look at Toby as well. She didn’t understand why he would say that she couldn’t eat pineapples. Toby pressed his thin lips together as he thought about how he should explain himself. Sonia hadn’t told the public about her pregnancy, so he was in no position to reveal such information about her.

After some thought, Toby’s eyes lit up as he came up with an answer. “Mary was the one who gave this to you. How could you offer it to someone else? What would Mary think? You should get Mary to blend it into pineapple juice for you or something.”

won’t allow Sonia to take some pineapples? Great, Toby. Great job! You must have been spending a lot of time with Jean—that would explain why you’re acting as stingy as she is. Look at how much of a miser you are! I should have never

grandmother criticizing him for being a selfish person. His gaze shifted to look at Sonia before

him. These are my pineapples; he has no say in my decision.”

didn’t want her to have the pineapples, the more she wanted to get some for herself. She felt happy whenever Toby was

she looked at him. Whatever. She can take it if she wants to. I’ll just find a way to get rid of the pineapples after that.

Rose continued to pick on Toby when she saw him standing as still as a stick by the side

paper cup and filled it with water from the water dispenser. Once the cup was full, he walked over to Sonia and handed

you,” Sonia replied politely as she took the cup

It’s hot,” he mumbled a

once she heard what he said. Is he showing care toward Sonia

given someone else the same reminder if she were placed in his position, so

it, Sonia?”

“Did you put honey in here, President

nodded. “Do you not like it?” He didn’t realize the hint of nervousness that coated his

was caring for Sonia ever since their earlier conversations. Once she heard that Toby had added honey into Sonia’s drink, and once she heard his voice as he asked Sonia if she liked it, things were much clearer to her. I’m sure that Toby still

“I do. I was

he secretly let out a sigh of relief. “No worries.” It seemed like she wasn’t angry, although he had made the decision to add honey on his own. Toby curled his lips into a lopsided smile as he thought about it

at Toby through

“Are you talking about me, Grandma?” What did I do? How am I an

Sonia looked at

scoff. “Who else could I be talking about?” What else can you call someone who isn’t aware of his own feelings?

his lips together as he felt rather hurt. He was just about to question his grandmother’s words when his phone rang. He knitted his brows and pulled his phone out. A series of complicated emotions flashed across his eyes when he

picking it up?” Rose

in the end. He didn’t want to pick up the call, not in front of his grandmother and his…

her lips downward. Weirdo! Why is he looking at me? She turned her head

displeased by Sonia’s cold and heartless gestures. “Hello, Tina.” He held the phone against