"It doesn't matter for a man like him to have a scar. However, it looks like it really hurts…" When Freda remembered that wound, she felt sorry for him. "Even though he was being bitten so forcefully, he didn't even utter a single complaint! In fact, he was more concerned about your injury."
"Yeah, I think that I've misunderstood him back then. He's actually a nice guy!" said Hapilia seriously. "Even Dr. Feroma praised him…"
Carla remained silent and thought about what happened last night.
She could vaguely remember that she had bitten herself first. In order to prevent her from injuring herself, he had extended his hand out…
"I'm done." After treating the wound, Hapilia reminded, "Go down now, Carla. Mr. Giblo made a lot of dumplings and is waiting for you to eat breakfast together."
"Okay. Keep the medical kit and come down for breakfast too."
Carla patted Hapilia's hand.
"Okay!"
After Hapilia left, Carla started changing her clothes.
Meanwhile, Freda remarked at the side, "He woke up early in the morning and spent two hours making breakfast. He really put in a lot of effort! Looks like he treats you and the kids really well…"
"What are you trying to say?" asked Carla coldly.
Freda lowered her head quickly, not daring to speak.
"Now that you're together with Benard, you're starting to speak on Zayn's behalf." Carla exposed her directly. "Don't think that I'm oblivious to your intentions."
"Ms. Lierger, I…"
"Although he's nice now, it doesn't abolish the mistakes that he had made in the past. How can his insignificant deeds now compare to that?"
Although Carla was talking to Freda, the words she said were meant for herself too.
She kept reminding herself not to give in.
After all, she had not taken revenge yet. If she gave in now, her past sufferings and Mrs. Borah's death would have been in vain.
"Yeah, you're right…" Freda did not dare to say anything more.
"I don't oppose you being together with Benard."
When Carla noticed Freda's dejected look, she consoled her, "If both of you have long-term plans in the future that don't compromise on the Liergers' interests, I'll speak to Daemon on your behalf. However, don't hope that I'll forgive Zayn. These are two different things."
"I know. I'm sorry!" Freda kept apologizing.
Carla patted her shoulders. After changing her shoes, she headed downstairs briskly.
As she was feeling energetic today, she planned on taking a look at the South Sea. After the project was halted, some of the money had been returned. However, she still wanted to see if it could still be developed.
"Mommy, come and eat breakfast!"
The three children were already sitting in the dining room. Gazing at the dumplings in front of them, they were so hungry that they almost drooled.
"I'm coming!" Carla made her way down the stairs quickly. When she saw the children, she beamed happily. "Good morning, Randy, Josh and Venus!"
"Good morning, Mommy!" greeted the children simultaneously.
"How lively!" Sam helped Dr. Feroma over to the table.
"Dr. Feroma…" Carla quickly rose to welcome him.
"Good morning, Dr. Feroma!" greeted the children affectionately.
"Good morning!" Dr. Feroma was overjoyed to see them. "This family has such a great atmosphere. They're so lively every day! Even one's appetite would improve when dining together with the family. Hahaha!"
"You're right, Dr. Feroma. I feel the same way too!"
Mrs. Bolistin laughed as she walked over with the dumplings.
"What makes me happiest the most each day is watching you eat my food. However, Mr. Zayn made all of the dumplings himself this time—from rolling the dough, preparing the fillings, to cooking them!"
"His hand is injured, so be careful to not let his wound touch water!" reminded Dr. Feroma quickly. "I told Sam to treat his wound earlier, but he said that he would do it after breakfast."
"I told him that, but he refused to listen." Mrs. Bolistin looked troubled. "However, I mixed the dough, so he didn't touch the water at all."
"Good."
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