My Bossy CEO Husband by Symon Diller

Chapter 2081

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Chapter 2081 Noemi watched her closely as she handled the soup with a glint in her eyes.

Feeling the heat radiating from the bowl, Rosalynn placed it on the table to cool.

Noemi's frown deepened.

"Why aren't you eating it?" "It's still a bit hot.

I'll eat it once it cools down slightly," Rosalynn explained, watching the steam swirl above the bowl.

Without a word, Noemi sat beside her and took over the task of cooling the soup, gently blowing across the surface.

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"It's not hot anymore.

Have a taste," she insisted, scooping a spoonful of the soup and bringing it towards Rosalynn's lips.

Rosalynn's eyes flickered with a mix of suspicion and bemusement.

Her mother-in-law's attentiveness was unusual, almost unnervingly so.

It made her wonder fleetingly if this were skind of benevolent last supper.

Shaking off the grim thought, she considered a more hopeful possibility-perhaps Noemi had decided to show genuine care.

Treating her well was also caring for the child she carried, after all.

She guessed Noemi surely wanted the future heir of the Hughes family to be born healthy.

Lost in these hopeful thoughts, Rosalynn offered a polite smile.

"Thank you.

I can handle it from here.

" She reached out for the bowl.

Noemi hesitated for a moment but didn't object, allowing Rosalynn to take it.

Carefully, Rosalynn scooped a spoonful of the soup and gently blew on it, the steam carrying a peculiar aroma.

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She paused, her senses heightened.

Sniffing delicately, she detected something unusual about the soup's fragrance.

It was different-more complex than usual.

Both her mother and Noemi had been particularly attentive to her diet lately, frequently incorporating nutritious ingredients. It seemed today's chicken soup included sextra ingredients.

"Why aren't you eating? Chicken soup is most nutritious when it's h Ω soup Noemi urged, a hint of impatience in her voice.

Rosalynn was pulled from her musings by Noemi's insistent tone.

She glanced at her mother-in-law, nodded appreciatively, and brought the spoon to her lips still.contemplating the unexpected concern and the subtle changes in the soup's scent. Just then, a servant rushed in.

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