But Ariana Evans showed little fluctuation, she glanced faintly at her daughter, "Three years ago they already slept together, and it all happened right under your nose."
"Mom! That's different!" Olivia Zane urgently retorted, her emotions agitated, and just as she managed to sit up, she was scolded back into lying down by her mother.
"Lie down, keep your voice down, what are you yelling for! As if you're afraid others won't know."
Ariana Evans forcefully spoon-fed the millet porridge to her daughter's lips, continuing to scold her in a lowered voice.
"After enduring so many years, can't you manage a little while longer?" Olivia Zane opened her mouth to take the spoonful of porridge, her lips pouting in aggrievement.
"Mom, when is Dr. Smith coming? I can't wait any longer."
Ariana Evans lowered her gaze, stirring the millet porridge in the bowl with her steel spoon, "If nothing goes wrong, he should arrive this week. Don't get emotional these few days…"
"Mom, I haven't been!"
