Justin and Natalie returned late in the night, so they met the others the next morning.
Julia, excited by the news, went straight to their room as soon as she woke up. Justin opened the door, only to have the old woman push him aside and enter the room.
"Where’s my dear Natalie?" Julia said as she looked at the bed, where Natalie was still sleeping.
"She’s tired from the travel. Let her sleep, Julia," Justin said while buttoning his shirt, having just come out of the bath and getting ready when Julia knocked on the door.
Before Julia could respond, Natalie stirred in her sleep. "Grandma?"
"Are you awake?" Julia asked. "I didn’t mean to disturb your sleep."
"Yeah, and you barging into our room truly helped in not disturbing her sleep," Justin countered, standing in front of the mirror.
Julia and Natalie looked at each other, Julia’s feeling a little guilty.
"It’s alright, Grandma. I’m hungry, so I was going to wake up anyway," Natalie said.
Julia felt delighted to hear it and went to Natalie. "Tell me what you want to eat. I’ll make it personally."
"I don’t plan to keep my wife starving," Justin commented. "You’re not allowed to enter the kitchen, Julia."
Julia glared at him. "When you were a kid, I cooked personally and fed you myself."
"And after that, you felt guilty for making me eat burnt food and let the family chefs take over," Justin countered. "If not for father noticing what I was eating, I would be still eating it for long and suffer in silence."
"You...You seem to have remembered it wrong," Julia looked flustered. "You were just a kid, so your memories are wrong."
"Sure," Justin said. "But my wife and kids won’t starve by eating what you cook. I won’t allow it."
Natalie understood Julia wasn’t good at cooking if Justin said it. She pulled out a light smile and said, "Grandma, you don’t need to trouble yourself. How about we just enjoy eating while Justin cooks for us?"
Julia immediately agreed and said, "But don’t believe what he said. I never fed him burnt food."
Natalie suppressed her smile and said, "Of course, Grandma. I believe you. A perfect lady like you, can there be anything you can’t do?"
Justin was about to say something, but Natalie warned him with her gaze and said, "I’m starving."
Justin simply left the room, ready to cook for his wife.
Julia turned to Natalie, and smiled awkwardly "After I married to your grandpa, he used to cook for me always," and then changed her tune, "When we have capable husbands, why do we need to cook? We women should know to enjoy the care and affection. And what’s cooking in front of giving a birth of their child. Can they even do it?"
"Yes, grandma. You are right," Natalie tried her best to make the old women feel better. "Giving birth is toughest job that only women can do. So, we have all the rights to eat and sleep without having to do anything,"
Julia was happy to hear it. "You are so smart to understand it."
Natalie could only smile and wondered if Harper men, including Justin, they only know how to spoil their women. Grandpa had clearly spoiled Julia. And why not, this old woman was so adorable.
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When Natalie reached downstairs, Meira was already there, waiting for her along with Julia.
"Sister-in-law," the young girl hurried to her, sounding all happy, "Grandma told me we are going to have little babies in the family soon."
Natalie smiled. "Yes. Now you’ll be an aunt. You have to take care of them."
"Can I?" Meira asked, sounding surprised.
"Of course."
"But I’ve never seen babies closely, let alone held one," Meira said, feeling skeptical.
"You’ll get used to it. And one day, you’ll have your own babies," Natalie said in a teasing tone.
Meira blushed a little. "I’m still young."
Natalie chuckled at her shy reaction and asked as they walked towards the dining table, "Have you started going to university?"
"Yes," she replied, and explained what she had enrolled for. "Art classes have started, but language class will start next week. Today I am going to a music institute with Mr. Noah so I can decide which instrument I want to play and start music classes for the weekends."
When she said this, there was an excitement on her face; her eyes brightened up as if she was ready to do everything she could—like a bird free from its cage, ready to fly beyond its limits.
"I am glad you found your path," Natalie said.
"Mr. Noah helped me. Without him, I wouldn’t have been able to decide," Meira said.
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