Chapter 412 Her First Love
Darcy held her tight, "Let's eat. We already have kids; we don't need a man to disrupt our lives."
That was Darcy's thought. Once Estelle was better, she would end things with Elbert. From then on, she would live for herself.
No more being influenced by men. She just wanted to live well with Estelle.
Eula shook her head, "No, I'm in too deep. Without him, I think I'd feel terrible."
Darcy knew this was Eula's first love. If she really broke up, it would definitely be very painful.
She got up and pulled her to wash her hands.
She saw her two sons, one wiping Angie's hands and the other fixing her hair.
"Angie, are you very hungry?"
"From now on, don't go with strangers, okay?"
Angie let them serve her, looking very content. "Oh, I know."
Then her stomach growled, "I'm hungry, let's eat."
The three little ones came out hand in hand and saw the two women peeking at them from the doorway.
Angie's voice rang out, "Aunt Darcy, Mommy, wash your hands and come in. I'm going to start eating; I'm too hungry."
Eula had taught them from a young age that at the dining table, the elders should use their utensils first before they could. "Okay, you guys start eating. We'll be in soon."
Dewitt glanced at Eula, his voice low. "Mommy, you saw that Judson's grandpa doesn't like you. You should avoid him to prevent any trouble."
Seeing their mommy being wronged, they naturally didn't want that.
Angie pouted, "Why has Mr. Nash changed? He used to really like me."
She couldn't understand why he changed so quickly.
Eula patted her little face, "Don't think about it. Go eat!"
The three kids obediently left, and the two women gathered at the sink, washing their hands with soap.
A slight smile crossed Darcy's face, "I'm really envious of you. You have three kids at home, and Angie is well taken care of by her two brothers."
In her home, even if she went back with Estelle, it would still be just the two of them, cold and quiet.
While washing her hands, Eula said, "By the way, I have two villas. You can pick one to live in with Estelle, so we can be close."
Darcy sighed, "I wish I had a rich grandpa, too. Big villas are so comfortable."
They both laughed and walked towards the dining room after washing their hands.
Eula suddenly stopped, "You go ahead and eat. I need to make a call."
She still couldn't let go of Judson. She had said she wouldn't care about him, but now that it was time to eat, she wanted to ask if he had eaten.
The call was quickly answered, the voice deep. "Hello."
Eula was stunned. She could feel his coldness, like an iceberg!
At that moment, all she could hear was each other's breathing. It was heavy and very sexy.
"Judson, we're about to eat. Have you eaten?"
Judson looked at the sumptuous dinner in front of him but had no appetite at all. "No one made it."
Eula laughed, "Mary has already made it. Come and eat! I'll wait for you."
Feeling noticeably better, Judson's expression changed. "Okay!"
After hanging up, Judson got up and told the servants. "Throw it all away. I'm not eating at home."
The servant was stunned. He had called earlier, asking them to make more food and even gave them a recipe.
But the servants didn't dare to question Judson's decisions. She respectfully replied. "Okay, Mr. Nash."
Judson went upstairs to change clothes before going. As soon as he stepped in, his head suddenly started to hurt. He raised his hand to hold onto the stairs, his brows furrowed tightly.
After a while, the pain didn't subside at all.
He had to endure the pain and go upstairs, breaking out in a sweat on his forehead and body.
Back in his room, Judson took a few pills and swallowed them, then collapsed on the bed, hoping to wait for the pain to subside before going to her house.
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