At the thought of that, Penelope could finally force a smile on her face. “It doesn’t matter where I sleep. I’m sorry for having to trouble you.”
“Hmph!” Susanne let out a cold snort and purposely raised her voice as she said to Geoffrey, “Bring over the herbs Mrs. Seyward sent this morning and brew it for Sannie.”
Puzzlement was written all over Arielle’s face. “Mom, I’m not feeling unwell.”
“It’s not for that,” Susanne answered with a smile. “It’s a tonic for nourishment. Even though you two haven’t got married, I’ve been waiting for a grandchild for a really long time. Be good and finish the drink later.”
Arielle’s face froze when she learned what Susanne had in mind. It was not because of embarrassment but because she had mixed feelings about it.
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