Chapter 359: All Food Is For Pregnant Women
Chapter 359: All Food Is For Pregnant Women
The guests who attended were also requested to wear cartoon costumes to cater to the theme of the party, making everyone present feel like returning to childhood or being in the fairy-tale world.
Nancy was particularly fond of SpongeBob, but its costume was not beautiful at all.
So, she finally chose a blue top and a long white dress, and the crystal shoes Marcos had customized for her. Together with the silver crown on her wavy hair, it’s self-evident that she was playing Snow White.
Her complexion was initially delicate and pink-and-fair; with the fairy-tale-like hairstyle and the costume, she looked as adorable as a cartoon character.
To match Nancy’s look, Marcos specially wore a blue prince suit, decorated with a red badge and tassels on his shoulders, as handsome and noble as a prince.
He got off from the right side, then went around to the other side to open the door to reach to help the beautiful “Snow White” out.
Paul felt on the terrace, pretending to be seeing the night view. His eyes did not move from the gate for a second.
As soon as Marcos’ car stopped at the door, he grabbed a telescope from a servants’ hand.
That stupid woman, Snow White? Seriously? Does she think of herself as Snow White? He sniffed.
When Nancy got out of the car, she missed one step and fell over on Marcos.
Marcos hurried to react and hugged her on his arms tightly, turned one turn, and finally landed steadily.
The eyesore provoked a new bout of unreasoning anger in Paul, making his blood pressure instantly increase.
Nancy often came to find Crystal this week, and every time Paul would show up in due course to ruin her mood and give her sharp put-downs.
Nancy stamped with rage because of Paul’s ridicule, but she counterattacked Paul and won every time differently from the past.
She had initially expected to live with Crystal, but since Paul was there, she had to dodge him as much as she could.
She couldn’t bear that Paul always talked in a voice dripping with sarcasm.
What she wished was to end the current state quickly, kick Paul back to Kuerto, and pick up Clark as soon as possible.
A servant in Minnie’s outfit walked forward and informed Eric, “Master Bush, the dinner is ready.”
Eric waved his hand in high spirits, “Party begins.”
Marcos looked around the cartoon decorations of the room, teased, “Eric, since when do you become so childlike?”
“Since now,” Eric smiled with triumph, “do you have any problem with that?”
“Nope. Congratulations,” said Marcos.
Crystal was standing next to Eric. The word “congratulation” sounded particularly harsh to her because she could not feel a hint of happiness at all.
As if walking in a fun museum, Nancy looked left and right at the decoration and the servants in costume with great curiosity.
She walked to Crystal, reaching out to her belly.
“How magical it is, there’s a baby inside. I wonder what it looks like...”
Crystal raised her chin to motion Nancy to look at the row of photos on the TV cabinet. “Wow! The babies are so adorable! Is it because Master Bush wants you to give birth to a pretty baby like them.” exclaimed Nancy.
“No. Eric composes his photos together with mine into these baby photos,” Crystal interrupted.
Crystal hadn’t expected Eric to be so childish nor believed that he was sincerely looking forward to the arrival of the baby.
In shock, Nancy opened her mouth widely, “He really cares about you and the baby. Alas, I’m so envious. Master Bush is not only romantic but also caring, unlike someone...”
“Don’t think I don’t know you’re speaking ill of me. Nancy Carter, you’d better watch out!” Paul’s gloomy voice sounded.
In Crystal’s eyes, he’s like a ghost; wherever Nancy was, he would quietly be floating around her.
However, Nancy treated him as air. She pulled Crystal closer to the photos without taking a glance at him.
“You and Master Bush have such good genes. Your baby must be super smart and pretty.”
As soon as Crystal heard about the baby, her head was aching.
She didn’t answer but pulled Nancy to the dining room.
Soon, everyone gathered in the dining room.
They found that the table was full of nutritious meals for pregnant women.
The vegetables were organic, the meat was the freshest, and there were even only two drinks on offer, fresh cow’s milk and sheep’s milk.
There was even a cow and a sheep bolted next to the restaurant for convenience and freshness.
“The milk is all fresh. After milking the animals, it’s boiled within half an hour before serving to our distinguished guests, adding no additives and with the most original flavor,” the servant smiled.
Marcos pulled out the chair for Nancy and then took a seat after Nancy sat down.
Paul was always chatty, he sat next to Nancy, ignoring her fierce glance, and began to roast, “Eric, are you asking us to eat these as pregnant women do?”
“Who says that only pregnant women can eat these? Everyone needs nutrition.”
As Eric spoke, he cautiously held Crystal to sit down, as if holding a woman who’s in her third trimester. But in fact, Crystal’s belly was still very flat.
Paul raised his eyebrows, took a cup of milk, and smelled it, then pushed it away with disgust.
The servants immediately explained, “The fresh milk is a little fishy but very nutritious.”
Usually, the milk people drink is processed, so the fishy smell is covered by various additives or removed by processing technology. Still, some of the nutrition is also lost at the same time.
When Nancy was pregnant, she had also drunk a lot of milk, but she never drank fresh milk like this.
She took a sniff of it and silently moved it away.
“Darling, this cow was sent here from Holland. The parenting books say fresh drinking milk is good for the fetus.”
As he spoke, he took a cup of milk to feed Crystal.
“I don’t want to drink it.”
