Mrs. Smith and Uncle William kept trying to persuade Elena, but she had already tuned them out—their voices were getting more annoying by the second.
She gave them vague nods in response, which only made their frustration worse.
When the food was finally ready, Ethan quickly served it to Elena.
Naturally, she made a show of placing the meat right in front of her—exactly where the Smith couple could see it—making them drool with envy.
"Aunt, Uncle, why don't you order some too?" she asked sweetly, pretending to be concerned.
The couple just stared at Elena with greedy eyes, locked onto the dishes, clearly wishing they could take them for themselves.
Elena smirked and slowly lifted a piece of meat onto her plate, raising her fork just enough for them to see the juicy slice.
But before she could take a bite, a wave of nausea swept over her.
Still, she kept her expression calm, showing no hint of discomfort.
It felt like the baby in her belly didn't like food from outside.
