Upon hearing this, Turstin Muller's bright eyes dimmed slightly.
"If you can't remember, then don't think about it anymore." Turstin opened the box of egg yolk pastries, offering them to Valentine Teller like a treasure: "These just came out of the oven, have a taste."
"Thank you." Valentine smiled with narrowed eyes when she saw the egg yolk pastries and took a bite of one.
The crust was flaky and crumbly, with distinct layers, it was delicious.
She quickly finished one pastry and also threw the day's troubling question to the back of her mind.
If she forgot it herself, it couldn't have been anything important.
She decided not to think about it!
The servant prepared the meal, and Valentine ate together with Mark Reed.
While eating, Valentine suddenly became serious: "Turstin, I always feel like my stomach is bloated, as if something is moving around inside. Am I sick?"
Turstin laughed, "You're not sick, what's moving inside is the little baby."
