Chapter 139: The Will
"I’ll be fine after some rest, Uncle Lenny," Rory said looking at the door.
Lennon sighed. She looked pale and sick. Her eyes were red and at one glance anyone can say that she is unwell. But she is not asking for help. And without using words, she is asking him to leave.
"Yeah, but first, eat something. You are to take care of this little being there, and you need strength. Worrying would hurt you and in turn your baby. She needs you," Lennon raised his hands in a surrendering gesture seeing Rory’s expression turning hostile. "Just something to think about, alright?"
"Okay," Rory nodded.
She did not want to hear any advice on how to care for Ellie, but Lennon is right. Ellie is solely dependent on her for her nutrients and if she gets sick Ellie is the one who will get affected the most.
"Thanks, Uncle Lennon," she said softly.
Lennon nodded with a smile and walked out of the room. Rory got down from the bed and after checking that Ellie was asleep, she went to the kitchen. Claire was sitting at the dining table burying her face in her hands.
Rory let out a sigh. During her pregnancy, she is exposed to stress almost every day. And she is not the type to go out and take a break. She is a homely woman who would stand firm like a tall tree giving shade to the weary ones in the family.
Thank goodness Uncle Frank found a good woman!
"Ah, Rory!" Claire looked up hearing the footsteps. "Are you hungry? Let me~"
"No," Rory patted her shoulder. "I’ll help myself."
Claire stood up. "I refrigerated the leftovers. You can~"