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Teresa tucked Michael into bed and headed to the nearby mall . Cooking wasn’t her strong suit . But with Michael dealing with an upset stomach , she had to bought foods that were gentle on a child’s stomach and easy to digest .
The next morning , as Michael woke up . Teresa untied her apron and called out , Breakfast is ready . ”
On the table were a bowl of gruel , baby – sized corn cobs , scrambled eggs that were . slightly burnt , and yam slices that didn’t look very appetizing .
“ Come on , sweetheart , time to eat , ” Teresa said , urging him to wash up first .
Michael quickly freshened up and even helped set the table . “ Mom , did you make all this ? ” he asked , his eyes wide with curiosity .
“ Of course , ” Teresa said proudly , raising an eyebrow and rolling up her sleeves . “ Go ahead , give it a try and tell me how it tastes . ”
Michael took a bite , then another , but by the third , he was struggling . Scrunching up his nose , he said softly . “ Mom , I can’t eat this anymore .
“ Is it that bad ? ” Teresa asked , taking a bite herself . Her brows furrowed – it was bland , neither tasty nor terrible .
Still , she had woken up at five in the morning , forcing herself to follow a beginner’s recipe . Starting with the simplest dish , she had spent over three hours preparing this less – than – stellar breakfast .
Children had sensitive taste buds , and Michael was no exception . Teresa understood . I know it’s not great , ” she said gently , “ but I’ll keep practicing . Next time , it’ll taste better . Try to eat a little more , okay ? ”
“ Okay , Mom . I’ll try , ” Michael replied , his tiny brows still furrowed as he reluctantly took . another couple of bites of the bland eggs .
Jonathan’s face flashed in Teresa’s mind . Back then , even his simplest dishes could make Michael’s eyes light up . It wasn’t just the ingredients – it was the way he cooked , with skill and care .
Calling Jonathan for cooking tips was out of the question . If she wanted to get better, she’d have to rely on herself .
After cleaning up the tableware , Teresa told Michael to stay home for a while . She had somewhere she needed to go .
“ Mom , where are you going ? Take me with you . ”
“ I’ll be back soon , ” Teresa couldn’t bring Michael along .
“ Hmph , you did it again , ” Michael huffed .
Teresa comforted him , “ Be good . I’ll be back very soon . I’ll buy you a tart , okay ? ”
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Teresa tucked Michael into bed and headed to the nearby mall . Cooking wasn’t her strong suit . But with Michael dealing with an upset stomach , she had to step up . She bought foods that were gentle on a child’s stomach and easy to digest .
The next morning , as Michael woke up , Teresa untied her apron and called out , Breakfast is ready . ”
On the table were a bowl of gruel , baby – sized corn cobs , scrambled eggs that were . slightly burnt , and yam slices that didn’t look very appetizing .
“ Come on , sweetheart , time to eat , Teresa said , urging him to wash up first .
Michael quickly freshened up and even helped set the table . “ Mom , did you make all this ? ” he asked , his eyes wide with curiosity .
“ Of course , ” Teresa said proudly , raising an eyebrow and rolling up her sleeves . “ Go ahead , give it a try and tell me how it tastes . ”
Michael took a bite , then another , but by the third , he was struggling . Scrunching up his nose , he said softly , “ Mom , I can’t eat this anymore .
“ Is it that bad ? ” Teresa asked , taking a bite herself . Her brows furrowed – it was bland , neither tasty nor terrible .
Still , she had woken up at five in the morning , forcing herself to follow a beginner’s recipe . Starting with the simplest dish , she had spent over three hours preparing this less – than – stellar breakfast .
Children had sensitive taste buds , and Michael was no exception . Teresa understood . ” I know it’s not great , ” she said gently , “ but I’ll keep practicing . Next time , it’ll taste better . Try to eat a little more , okay ? ”
“ Okay , Mom . I’ll try , ” Michael replied , his tiny brows still furrowed as he reluctantly took. another couple of bites of the bland eggs .
Jonathan’s face flashed in Teresa’s mind . Back then , even his simplest dishes could make Michael’s eyes light up . It wasn’t just the ingredients – it was the way he cooked , with skill and care .
Calling Jonathan for cooking tips was out of the question . If she wanted to get better, she’d have to rely on herself .
After cleaning up the tableware , Teresa told Michael to stay home for a while . She had somewhere she needed to go .
“ Mom , where are you going ? Take me with you . ”
“ I’ll be back soon , Teresa couldn’t bring Michael along .
“ Hmph , you did it again ,” Michael huffed .
Teresa comforted him , “ Be good . I’ll be back very soon . I’ll buy you a tart , okay ? ”
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“ Can I get one with grape jam in it ? ”
Teresa laughed , “ Sure . Be good . ”
“ Okay . ”
Teresa stepped out of the house , heading to a nearby hospital for a prenatal checkup . While she was at it , she planned to pick up some calcium tablets for Michael . Her appointment was scheduled for the afternoon .
She went to Everport Central Hospital , registered at the gynecology department , and had an ultrasound done for the checkup . At just a month and a half pregnant , her belly hadn’t started showing yet .
The doctor filling out the forms glanced up at Teresa briefly before returning to the paperwork . “ First child or second ? ”
“ Second , ” Teresa replied .
“ So young , and already on your second . Your husband didn’t come with you to the hospital ? ” the doctor asked casually .
“ He’s busy with work ,” Teresa said lightly .
“ Your overall results are fine , but your HCG and progesterone levels are a bit low . Make sure to rest more , stay in a good mood , and eat plenty of protein . You’re slightly anemic , so have your husband help you with your nutrition ,” the doctor advised .
“ Got it . Thank you , doctor , ” Teresa said politely .
After a few more reminders from the doctor , Teresa tucked the examination report into her bag and left the hospital . Her phone rang several times – it was Michael calling .
“ Mom , don’t forget to buy me a tart . Come back soon , okay ? ” Michael’s soft , childish voice came through the phone . Teresa smiled .
She hadn’t forgotten . Teresa walked to the dessert shop to buy tarts for Michael . The shop had a variety of flavors , including grape jam and Oreo crumbs . She picked out two for him .
A sleek black Maybach drove past Teresa on the road behind her . Inside , Jonathan had been reviewing contracts , massaging his temples to ease the tension . He turned . his head slightly , intending to rest his eyes by gazing into the distance .
But as his gaze drifted to the window , a familiar – silhouette caught his attention . Jonathan sat up straight , his fatigue vanishing in an instant as his eyes locked onto the familiar figure outside .
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