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Chapter 1442 Lab Results

After returning home from Trifecta Hospital, Julia had been glued to her phone. She couldn't even keep track of how

many times she checked her phone. Although Titus told her to check back later, she gave him a perfunctory hum in

response and kept staring at the phone like she was expecting a call. However, he knew what she was anticipating,

and that was nothing but a call or text message from her daughter.

When she returned home, she told her husband she didn't manage to meet Sonia, but she met her caretaker, who

agreed to bring the broth to their daughter. Since then, Julia had anxiously awaited a message or phone call letting

her know whether or not her daughter enjoyed the broth.

However, her phone never rang after waiting so long, leaving her anxious and downcast. She even wondered if her

phone had broken down, as there were no incoming messages or calls. Despite that, she was well aware that her

phone was functioning perfectly. Ultimately, she concluded that there were no incoming calls or text messages

because they had never called or texted in the first place.

"Titus, do you think Sonny didn't even drink the broth? Is that why she's not calling?" Julia asked her husband with

an ashen face.

Patting her hands in reassurance, Titus replied, "Don't worry. If Sonny doesn't have it, you can prepare it daily and

send it to her. I believe she will drink it one day. It's natural for her to refuse any food we give her because she

hasn't accepted us as her parents yet."

"I know, but I can't help but feel sad," she sighed.

"It's going to be fine. Give our daughter some time to get used to it. Perhaps, you can try thinking in her shoes. If

she had biological parents who used to bully her adoptive parents, you'd feel the same way as her." Having an

unbiased perspective allowed him to offer Julia some solace.

Hearing that, she nodded in response. "We have no choice but to wait, then. I'll get some ingredients to make the

same broth for her tomorrow."

"Sure," Titus agreed with her.

In fact, she could've let the maids do it on her behalf, but she wanted to pick the ingredients by herself and cook for

her daughter. It was more meaningful that way. Hence, Titus didn't stop her from doing that. If it wasn't for his

health condition, he would accompany her to the grocery store to help her out.

Then, Julia grabbed her bag and left, but her phone rang. She quickly halted in her steps. "Honey, do you think it's a

call from Sonny?" She couldn't help but feel excited by that thought.

Titus thought the chances weren't high, but he didn't want to dampen her mood, so he nodded, "I think so. Pick it

up."

"Okay." Julia nodded decisively. So, she quickly fished out the phone from her bag, and when she saw the name on

the screen, she was stunned.

Seeing that, he sensed that his assumption was correct. It was indeed their daughter who called, but he still asked,

"Who is it? Is it Sonny?"

She shook her head in response and said, "No. It's an unknown local number."

"Answer it. Didn't you mention that you gave your phone number to Sonny's caretaker? Perhaps, it's a call from

her."

At that moment, Titus' reminder managed to disperse Julia's depressive mood. He's right. It could be a call from the

caretaker. Soon, the hope in her heart was ignited once again. Swiping the answer key, she greeted, "Hello?"

"I hope I'm not disturbing you, Mrs. Gray," Mary said as she exited the elevator.

Julia's mood was lifted again when she heard the familiar voice.

Seeing her wife's expression, Titus was again confident that he had guessed it right. Even though it wasn't a call

from their daughter, it was from her caretaker. That should be considered a call from their daughter too.

"Of course not. Y-You're Mary, right?" Julia asked tentatively. Before leaving the hospital, she asked the nurses for

Mary's name, but she wasn't sure if they had given her the proper name.

On the other hand, Mary wasn't surprised that Julia knew her name since it wasn't a secret. She could've easily

obtained the information if she had asked around. "That's right." She nodded.

Hearing that she called Mary's name right, Julia breathed a sigh of relief and asked anxiously, "Did Sonny tell you to

call me?"

"No." Mary shook her head. "I called you voluntarily."

"I see—" A flash of disappointment flickered in Julia's eyes.

Mary could hear the sudden drop in her tone and chuckled, "Don't be too sad, Mrs. Gray. Even though it wasn't

Young Mistress Sonia who told me to call you, she didn't stop me from calling you either."

It sounds reasonable. Julia's mood lifted once again when she heard that. It's funny how my mood fluctuates over a

short period, she mused. "Is something the matter, Mary? Is there… something wrong with the broth?" she inquired

tentatively as if not wanting to offend Mary. After all, Mary is a person who is very close to Sonia. What if I was

barred from seeing my daughter because I had offended her? Maybe if I flatter her, I can get information about my

daughter.

Meanwhile, Mary could hear the cautious tone in her voice. She sighed when she knew why Julia was trying to

butter her up. Every parent in the world does think alike. Even though I couldn't judge Julia and Titus' character, at

least I can say their feelings and intentions toward Sonia are genuine. "Well, Young Mistress Sonia drank your

broth." She nodded.

Hearing that Sonia willingly drank the broth, Julia was overjoyed. "Really? Did she really take it?" She thought Sonia

hated them so much that she would refuse to drink them, but unexpectedly, she did.

"Yes, Young Mistress Sonia said she liked it," answered Mary with a smile.

"That's wonderful!" Julia paced back and forth in excitement. "Sonny didn't refuse to drink the broth I prepared for

her! She drank it! Titus, did you hear me? Sonny took it!"

"I heard it." Titus returned her a smile and a nod. He was as overjoyed as she was.

"By the way, did Sonny feel any discomfort after drinking the broth?" Julia asked again. Despite its purported

usefulness for women with complicated pregnancies, there was no way to know if Sonia would experience any

adverse effects from the broth. So, naturally, she had been fretting the whole time.

Mary shook her head. "You can rest assured, Mrs. Gray. Young Mistress Sonia doesn't feel any discomfort after

drinking it. She even claimed that her stomach felt warm. That's why I called to ask you for the recipe. Would you

mind teaching me so that I can make it for her?"

"Of course!" Julia agreed without hesitation. She knew that Sonia might not drink her broth every single time, so it

was better to pass the recipe to Mary. After all, Mary would be serving her daughter her own broth if she prepared

it since she was the one who provided the recipe.

Mary's opinion of Julia grew significantly after hearing her willingness to share the recipe. "Great. You may tell me

over the phone, and I'll jot it down." While saying that, she turned on the voice recording application on her phone.

Afterward, Julia explained the cooking method and ingredients of the broth in detail without omitting any steps.

Once Mary had it all recorded, she expressed her gratitude. "I have it all recorded. Thank you, Mrs. Gray."