Wyatt's mom chuckled awkwardly. Her habit of worrying was probably impossible to change.
After the cake was made, Claudia asked Wyatt's mom to take it out. She didn't want to go out herself, in case Ursula got frightened seeing her again.
The chiffon cake, even without cream or fruits, tasted incredibly good—light, soft, and melting in the mouth.
Ursula and the little An were happily competing with each other to eat it.
After eating the chiffon cake, Ursula felt sleepy and went back to her room to sleep, while the two little ones were still full of energy, playing hide-and-seek in the villa.
Once Ursula was asleep, Claudia stood at the door, peeking through the crack to watch her.
When will mom get better?
Mom, please get well soon!
Claudia thought about the medicine Wyatt gave her; maybe it really could be worth a try.
Wyatt was always cautious; without absolute confidence, he wouldn't have given her the medicine.
