Chapter 140
I realized that I had only focused on explaining that the accident was not her fault in the car. But I had forgotten to tell her about the two elders’ feelings.
I said slowly, “Do you remember what I just told you?”
Willow nodded. “Of course, I remember.”
“Grandpa and Grandma were sad at that time because your mom was their biological daughter.” I slowed my speech. “And she left them forever. Just like…”
I took my time, gently stroking her cheek. “Just like you must have felt a lot of pain, too.”
Willow thought about what happened that day, her gaze dropping unconsciously.
I continued, “But afterward, they would definitely be grateful that you survived.”
Willow stood up. “Really?”
I nodded. “Of course.”
Willow joyfully spun in place. “That’s great!”
I watched her and asked, “Now that you know Grandpa and Grandma have always loved and never blamed you, can you talk to them?”
Willow paused. She pondered for a while with a serious expression.
Then, she shook her head. “I still can’t do that right now.”
I didn’t push her. “Then, there’s no rush.”
Willow nodded vigorously. “Okay!”
Zane had done preparing the ingredients, and the grill was scorching.
After my encouragement, Willow’s mood was brighter than ever. Even though she was still little, she took the initiative to help out, eagerly adding vegetables to the grill.
She chatted with me with a grown-up demeanor, “The meat is delicious, Mommy! You need to eat more meat to be strong!”
I felt a wave of warmth as I watched her. “Yes, Willow.”
Willow added shrimp to the grill. “This one is good, too, Mommy!”
I exaggerated my response. “Oh, really? Then, I must try it!”
With every ingredient she added, Willow reminded me to eat.
I knew that she cared about me, and I couldn’t help but feel happy.
Zane, unable to hold back any longer, chimed in, “What about me?”
“Ah?” Willow seemed to just remember Zane and added some corn to the grill.
She said earnestly, “They say corn is gluten-free, Daddy. You are going to love it.
Zane responded with a blank stare, “Why, thank you.”
Willow politely responded, “You’re welcome.”
Zane laughed. “Did you really think I was complimenting you?”
Willow blinked her huge eyes. “Weren’t you?”
As we chatted, the food was ready.
I was just about to pick up some food when Willow hurriedly stood up, using a tong to put meat onto my plate. “Mommy, you’re too skinny. You need to eat more!”
I didn’t even have a chance to respond.
She then gave Zane a large portion of vegetables. “Daddy, eat more vegetables. It’s good for your health.”
Zane did not know whether to be grateful that his child finally thought of him or frustrated that Willow never considered him when there was something delicious.
Still, he offered his plate willingly. “Since Willow served it for me, it must be delicious.”
The family chatted and laughed together.
The meal was very enjoyable. The only downside was that Willow had given me too much meat, and I couldn’t finish it. But I didn’t want to waste it, so I stared at the bowl with a conflicted expression. Suddenly, an extended hand reached in front of me and took the bowl away.
I looked up and saw Zane proactively helping me out of the situation. “I haven’t had a piece of meat tonight. You won’t mind if I try some, right?”
“Of course not.” I was more than happy to have someone help me eat it.
A smile blossomed in Zane’s eyes as he enjoyed the delicious food.