So, for a bit of peace and quiet, she just needed to take it slowly, that's all, merely living her late pregnancy life a bit ahead of schedule.
The maternity meals were already set on the table, each person facing a bowl of rice and a nutritious soup made from chicken, longan, and some other ingredients, featuring both meat and vegetables, but their colors all looked very bland.
Avery Graham took a bite, and it tasted even blander; the ingredients were merely boiled or fried in the pot without any seasoning. Frowning, Avery took a couple more bites but really couldn't swallow any more.
"Seriously? Carolline Ruiz, is your prenatal life this miserable?" Avery just couldn't eat anymore and decided to go out for something tastier.
This bland food didn't suit her, and she needed something flavorful, at least add some salt, right? This bland and tasteless stuff, who could eat it?
