Just as Amelia was about to speak, the man suddenly got angry, scooped her up around her waist, and carried her back to the bed. He scolded her, "Don't you know that your body is weak and you shouldn't be standing barefoot on the ground?"
"..."
It was summertime, even with a weak constitution, standing barefoot on the ground shouldn't be a problem, right?
She wasn't in the confinement after childbirth.
Was it necessary for him to give her the cold face for such a trivial matter?
About to retort, she heard him say, "When Smith came to examine you the other day, he said that you had a cold constitution after your miscarriage, and your feet couldn't bear the cold. Don't you remember?"
Amelia blinked and nodded, "I remember... you should answer the phone first."
The phone kept buzzing, quite annoying.
