Carrie always felt that it was thanks to Serenity’s sister-inw that she ended up like this.


    Her hatred for Serenity was even deeper.


    Serenity’s meddling in other people’s affairs led to the troubles in the Newman family, the significant


    changes, and Camryn’s initial rise to power.


    Carrie really wished that she had the power to avenge herself.


    The York family treated Serenity like a national treasure during her pregnancy to ensure the health of


    the unborn child.


    As for Carrie, she was pregnant for the first time. Not only was she pregnant with the flesh and blood of


    her beloved man, but she couldn’t give birth even if she wanted to, because Mr. Labbe wouldn’t allow it.


    Same person but different destiny.


    The heat in the room made Carrie feel stuffy. She got out of bed and walked to the window to open it.


    The person who came in saw her pushing the door open and quickly stopped her. “Madam, don’t open


    the window. You are sitting here for confinement. Don’t let the cold wind blow.”


    Carrie said, “The sun is shining brightly outside, and it’s not cold. The winter in Wiltspoon is not cold.


    It’s not like the heavy snowfall at your ce. Or turn off the heating. I feel suffocated when the heating


    is on. The closed doors and windows prevent air cirction. It’s very stuffy.”


    Carrie opened the window anyway.


    It was cold, but only for a few days. Once the cold air passed, the temperature rose. It was 17 or 18


    degrees Celsius during the day, which was really not cold.


    On the street, some people wore short-sleeved clothes. In short, people wore spring, summer, autumn,


    and winter clothes. Walking on Wiltspoon’s streets means they could wear them all year round.


    Mr. Labbe specifically invited the confinement nanny to oversee the confinement period. She was a


    temporary worker. She had a half-month work limit before she could leave after receiving her pay.


    She put the tonic soup on the bedside table for Carrie’s future health, then walked to Carrie’s side and


    advised, “Madam, you are still young and don’t understand.” Confinement is like confinement.


    Generally, the best course of action is to rest in bed, eat and sleep well, avoid catching a cold, and


    avoid exposure to cold wind. You may not think it’s a problem now, but when you get older, problems


    will arise.”


    Carrie said nonchntly, “Foreign women don’t even sit during confinement. This is not how they live.


    Who is old and has no problems? How many people can truly die of old age without illness or pain?


    Look at how big the sun is outside. It’s not cold at all. It’s not the north. It’s snowing in the north. We


    people in Wiltspoon can only wear a light coat, and I’ll be fine.”


    Carrie did not listen to the advice, so the confinement sister-inw stopped talking.


    She only took care of Carrie for half a month.


    Kindly remind her, but if the host doesn’t listen, what can she do? If there is a physical problem in the


    future, it will be Carrie’s fault, and the pain will be on Carrie’s body.


    “Madam, I made you a cup of soup. You drink it while it’s hot.” The confinement sister-inw no longer


    persuaded Carrie to close the window and asked her to drink the tonic soup.


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    Carrie inquired as to what kind of soup it was.


    “Chicken soup; I peeled off the skin of the chicken; there is no oil.” The confinement sister-inw knew


    that Carrie didn’t like soup with too much oil.


    When preparing chicken soup for Carrie, she always peeled off the chicken skin so that there wouldn’t


    be too much oil.


    Carrie said, “I don’t have any oil, and I don’t want to drink it. I’ve eaten and slept in the past two days,


    and they always give me so much tonic soup. I’m afraid that after the confinement, I will be a fat


    woman.”


    Let her drink tonic soup four or five times a day. Although the soup she drank was different every time,


    she was tired of drinking it so many times a day.


    She felt okay and wanted to go out for a walk.


    She didn’t stay at home for long, but she felt like she had been locked up here for a month.


    “Auntie, after I had an abortion, did my figure be deformed? “Will it be like those women who,


    after giving birth, have their figure deformed, out of shape, and ugly?”


    Carrie suddenly asked her confinement sister-inw.


    She was still young and unmarried, so she couldn’t be ugly or out of shape.