Finished with a delicious meatless lunch and the chicken pieces' funeral in the courtyard, Liam led Harriet to a pavilion in the garden.
Since he had f*******n Harriet to work, for the time being, he had planned some activities that would not bore his wife and help her relax.
So he invited a harpist and brought her lots of cheerful children's novels. As Harriet saw all this, she looked at Liam in surprise with puffy eyes after so much crying.
Liam chuckled, pinching Harriet's cheek affectionately. "Choose some to read to our baby before bed."
Liam's explanation instantly made Harriet's eyes sparkle. She then began to read the pile of novels, some containing compilations of short stories, and others containing long stories about the adventures of teenagers.
The soft melody of the harp
