Chapter 72

Abigail stood to the side, trembling from head to toe. Natalie and Jeffrey had already made up? Did that mean they weren't getting divorced anymore? Last night, they even spent the night together! Martha grinned. "He must build up his strength! That way, you'll be able to have an heir for the Fosters sooner, Mrs. Foster. I'll start preparing the stew in the kitchen right away!" Martha happily went to the kitchen, full of energy. It wasn't that Natalie was too weak. Abigail was simply too shameless. Of course, a mistress never had any shame. Still holding Jeffrey's arm, Natalie raised her voice sweetly. "Honey, I'm starving. Let's have breakfast." Natalie's voice was clear and bright. She even made herself sound sweet and coquettish. Anyone who heard her would melt. In fact, Natalie's voice was far more pleasant than Abigail's. Jeffrey stared at Natalie. He had never seen this side of her. She had always been gentle and well-mannered. Even her soft smile would seem slightly aloo