Chapter 1287


    Matthew frowned, looking extremely unhappy. I did not know nor did I want to know why he was unhappy.


    I had said what I needed to say. What was left now was for him to reflect on it himself.


    I walked around the first-floor lobby before finding Liz and Laney.


    Laney was holding the baby as Liz gobbled up the food as though they were merely things to fill up her tummy regardless of how it tasted like.


    She had probably eaten too little in the morning and was starving by now.


    She saw me out of the corners of her eyes and stopped eating


    Maybe she felt a little awkward, she raised


    her hand and wiped her mouth haphazardly with her sleeve. She then gave me a slightly stiff smile.


    Her hair was even messier than before, making her look much more haggard now. It was as though every pain that Matthew inflicted on her was


    sapping her vitality.


    I walked over and sat on the chair, waiting for her to finish her foed in silence.


    The air was a little awkward. Laney


    started, "Girls today love dressing up


    and eating less in order to keep fit,


    but how are you supposed to


    increase milk’production that way?


    In our days; we ate raw eggs after


    giving bith''and some other horribte


    tasting=food, but we produced more


    milk-after that. Our babies couldn''t


    even finish it. After a night''s-sleep,


    our clothes and beds woutd be


    stained. Later, we would p PUMP some


    at night before we slept and save it.


    But that wouldn''t be for the baby.


    We didn''t have a fridge at the time,


    so we were afraid that the baby


    would get sick from drinking it.


    Later, we learned from the TV that


    breastmilk is a woman''s blood. I


    regretted throwing away the milk my


    baby couldn''t finish." Content


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    Liz swallowed thest bit of food and looked at the baby in her arms, saying with a bitter smile, "It''s our blood and water, alright.”


    She got up to wash the lunch box and took the child from Laney''s arms when she came back to feed him milk.


    Although the baby was small, he was strong. Now that he was starving, he used a lot of strength


    Liz was in so much pain that herplexion turned pale, yet she endured it. Laney went upstairs to take care of Matthew. Liz and I locked gazes. We


    both knew that we each had something to say.


    However, neither of us wanted to start first. It was not that we did not want to but we did not know how.


    Eventually, Lizgpoke first. She


    looked at mend said somewhat


    bitterly, With the state that I''m ~~


    currentlydn, you probably look down


    on me-yery much, don''t you? If you


    want{ough at me, then go-ahead.


    I''vesgotten used to beingughed at


    these days.” Content belgngs to


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    I pursed my-lips, not wanting to reply


    to that. I said something else, It''s”


    not like Matthew doesn''t have any


    money: You can hire a few nannies


    to take care of you and the baby to


    make it a lot easier for yourself.”


    Q


    As the boss of a listedpany, Matthew could easily let his wife and son live a life


    without worrying about food and clothes.


    People who lived at the bottom were tired from making a living that oftentimes, they did not even care about decency.