Chapter 91: MY FUTURE WIFE
The young generation was rather reckless in Renna’s eyes. Hazel should be more careful not to get herself into more trouble, but then she was still shocked when she learned that the baby she raised all this time was currently pregnant and she was going to get married very soon.
"Should I bring the first aid kit again?" Renna asked, looking for an excuse to come back again.
"There is no need for that. You can leave now."
Hazel wanted to chuckle to see the annoyance in Ranon’s eyes. Renna’s intention was rather obvious.
Leaving with no other choice, the old servant left the room. She closed the door behind her slowly. She was unhappy because she wanted to be sure that Hazel was fine. After her morning sickness, she looked rather unwell.
"And why do you look like you are in trouble?" Hazel sat down. The smell of the soup was very tempting. She wasted no time gobbling it up. Her stomach was empty.
Ranon sat down in front of her. The smell of the breakfast wafted in the air. Renna was actually nice enough to give Ranon a full breakfast, but she gave Hazel a slice of strawberry cake, aside from the warm soup that Ranon asked for before since that was all she wanted to eat for the past few days.
"Strawberry cake," Ranon remarked when Hazel finished her soup and went for her cake immediately. "You only eat that?" Ranon didn’t answer Hazel’s question.
"What? Strawberry cake? It’s good; don’t you dare even think to mess with my food again."
Of course, Ranon wouldn’t do that anymore. He had learned his lesson. He didn’t want to face Hazel’s wrath anymore after he ate her last piece of strawberry cake.
"So, tell me, is there a problem?" Hazel didn’t drop the topic. If Valerie were simply sick, Ranon wouldn’t make that kind of face.