Chapter 837

Wallace led Melina to the dining area. Melina quickly noticed that, even though it had only been half a month, Wallace seemed to be in much better shape. She couldn't help but feel happy. "Grandpa, how have you been feeling lately? Do you feel more energetic?" Wallace, who was setting the table, grumbled, "With that brat, Jason, keeping such a close eye on me, how could I not be healthy?" Melina chuckled. "It's not that I don't trust you. I just didn't want you to forget to take your medicine! You look much better than when you ran off to the mountains to find us." Wallace nodded smugly. "Of course! I've been taking my medicine on time and exercising every day. I need to stay fit so I can hold my great-grandchild in the future." Melina nodded seriously. "That's right! You should keep up with moderate exercise." "Alright, alright, I know. I'm old enough to understand that. You should be the one taking care of yourself. You're pregnant, yet you're still running around with Andrew. Come on, eat first." Hearing Andrew's name, Melina realized she hadn't seen him. She sat down and asked, "Where's Andrew? Why isn't he here?" "He said he had something to do and went off somewhere. Don't worry about him. He'll eat when he's hungry." Melina nodded and didn't think too much about it. She started eating. All the meals at home were prepared according to her tastes, making them even better than anything outside. After her recent bout of morning sickness, her appetite had just started to return. Just as she picked up her cutlery, she heard a noise. Turning her head, she saw Wheat dragging his hind leg, slowly crawling toward her. Melina bent down and picked up the cat. She said softly, "Hey, Wheat, your fur has grown in so beautifully! It's been a while!" The little cat meowed in response, rubbing his head affectionately against her hand. Wallace was about to stop her but was surprised at what he saw. "I thought that cat was mean. I was worried he might scratch you, but he actually seems pretty fond of you." "Andrew and I rescued Wheat together. Of course, he remembers me." "Alright, stop petting the cat while you're eating. Wipe your hands with a wet towel." "Grandpa, sit down and eat with me." "Fine. Here, try this soup. It's been simmering for hours. I kept an eye on it myself." "You should have some too." And so, they ate happily together. After finishing, they took a stroll outside in the yard. The weather was getting warmer, and the temperature control at Oakread was excellent, so it wasn't cold at all. Melina took off her thick coat, revealing her now more noticeable baby bump. She looked down at her belly and gasped. "Oh! Why does it feel like my belly got so much bigger in just half a month?" Damarion, who had been dozing in a lounge chair, was woken up by the noise and rolled over. The cilantro he had been chewing was gone. He muttered in annoyance, "Why are you making such a fuss? You woke me up! The first four months don't change much, but wait until the last three months. That's when you'll really see a difference." Wallace immediately snapped back at him, "If you want to sleep, go inside! Lina's pregnant for the first time, so of course, she doesn't know. If you know so much, then explain it properly instead of being so rude!" "I want to sleep right here. And I'll be as rude as I want! She doesn't mind, so why do you care so much, old man?" "Am I the one making a fuss? Who was it who slept out here and ended up with a cold for a whole week? And who insisted on carrying Wheat out in the sun and got scratched all over their face?" "Why do you have to bring up those matters?" Melina had long since gotten used to this. Whenever Wallace and Damarion were together, it was only a matter of minutes before they started bickering. She quickly changed the subject. "Grandpa, weren't we going to plant some fruits and vegetables? Let's go do that now!" Damarion suddenly sat up, stretching with a yawn. "I'm coming too. I want to plant some chameleon plant."