soup. Moreover, she couldn’t consume that much. She typically shared the soup she received with Mrs. Lane and others, or she would pour it out. After having faced hardships in the past, she couldn’t bear the thought of wasting the soup. Liberty allowed Mrs. Lane to drink it, believing that this would help improve her health and enable her to care for Liberty better.
“Please inform Zachary and Mr. Lewis that I can’t drink too much of it. Ask Mr. Lewis to stop sending me soup. Regardless, I’ll let Mrs. Lane and the others have the soup he sends.”
Serenity nodded in acknowledgment.
“Seren, you may go to work now. There’s no need for you to sit with me.”
While having breakfast, Liberty encouraged Serenity to head to work.
With no other options, Serenity replied, “Alright, alright. I’ll go to work. I just wanted to keep you company for a couple more minutes. You’re always shooing me away. Liberty, you’re acting just like Mom. She used to rush me all the time.”
When Serenity was younger, her mother often had to hurry her several times before she would take action. Sometimes, she would only comply after being nagged over ten times. Serenity’s mother claimed that she was as lazy as a pig, only moving when urged.
“It’s a good thing someone is pushing you. You should appreciate it.”
Serenity walked around to hug her sister from behind, feeling emotional. She smiled and added, “That’s true. I enjoy your nagging; it’s comforting. This is truly a blessing.”
When she was younger, Serenity found her mother’s constant reminders irritating. After losing her parents, she longed to hear her mother say, “Lazybones, hurry up. I’ve told you a hundred times to do it, yet you’re not moving a muscle.”
“Liberty, promise me you’ll take good care of yourself.”
“Mm, I will. I’m still
“You’re young. I don’t want to die. I can’t bear to part with you and Sonny,” she said.
Liberty laughed and replied, “Stop acting like a spoiled child. Hurry up and get to work.”
Serenity withdrew her hand from Liberty and reminded her of something before leaving the ward.
Zachary had just returned after seeing Duncan off.
“Why don’t you spend more time with your sister?” he asked.
When he saw his wife coming out, Zachary chose not to go back into the ward.
“I wanted to, but my sister shooed me away. She said she didn’t need me to keep her company and wanted me to go to work instead,” he explained.
Zachary took her hand.
“Liberty didn’t want to interrupt our work. Let me take you back to your store, okay?” he offered.
“Don’t you have to attend the morning meeting?” she asked.