Crupter 230
Jordyn turned to Trevor<b>, </b><b>who </b>was sitting nearby, watching them. “Dad, I want to eat here. Can we have the food packed and brought back?”
Trevor <b>said</b>, “Okay.”
Jordyn immediately brightened up and hugged Celeste even tighter.
Betty and Martha had plenty to talk about. Celeste, on the other hand, mostly sat quietly, asionally chiming in with a few words.
After a while, Jordyn started feeling tired and asked Celeste, “Mom, when will you be done with work?”
Not wanting Betty to hear, Celeste picked her up and carried her over to the couch near the hospital bed before answering, “I’m not sure, but if things go as expected, I will probably get even busier.”
“Huh?” Jordyn didn’t expect that answer and <b>was </b>visibly disappointed.
“Then when will you have time to take me skiing?” She hadn’t forgotten about it.
Celeste thought for a moment and said, “Next month.”
“Really?”
“Mm.” Celeste nodded. “When I have time, I’ll let you know.”
“Okay!” Jordyn instantly perked up.
Rememberingst night, she suddenly asked, “Oh, Mom, dil you go shoppingst night?”
Celeste paused for a moment but still replied, “I did.”
“Huh? So, that really was you I sawst night?”
“Possibly.” As soon as Celeste finished speaking, she <b>noticed </b>Trevor ncing sideways at her.
Jordyn hadn’t gone shopping with Celeste in a long time.
There was a time when she thought just aimlessly walking around was boring, but <b>now</b>, thinking back, she actually missed it.
So, she said, “Then next time you <b>have </b>free time, can you take me shopping too? And we have to go to the arcade to y bumper cars!”
Celeste looked away. “Okay.”
Jordyn kept chattering away. Meanwhile, Trevor picked up the cup Celeste had been drinking from, poured out the now–cold water, refilled it with warm water, and ced it back on the coffee table in front of her.
Celeste looked at him and said a quiet, “Thank you.”
Trevor replied, “You’re wee.” Then, he sat down on the couch beside them.
Mariba and Betty had been having a good conversation, but seeing the three of them sitting together as a family, Martha hesitated mid–sentence.
Following her gaze, Betty looked over but didn’t <b>show </b>any reaction. She simply withdrew her gaze.
Martha sighed. “You see-
<b>“</b>Since they’ve made their decision, let’s not force them,” Betty interrupted.
Martha sighed again.
Not long after, the food Trevor ordered was delivered.
It was arge spread–clearly more than just enough for two people.
Trevor turned to Celeste and said, “Have some too.”
Celeste noticed that half of the dishes were ones she liked. Not only that, but Trevor had instructed the staff to ce them all closer to her.
Then, <b>he </b>said, “Jo, go <b>call </b>your Granny over for dinner.”
“<b>Okay</b><b>!</b><b>” </b>
Jordyn <b>finally </b>got down from Celeste’sp and ran over to pull Betty’s hand, inviting her to eat,
Martha chimed in, “Go <b>have </b>a bite. Otherwise, I’d feel bad asking you toe keep mepany again tomorrow.”
Left with no choice, Betty walked over and sat down at the table.
Seeing that the dishes in front of Celeste were all her favorites, Betty paused slightly and nced at Trevor.