Warm Married Life: Mr. President Loves His Darling Wife

Chapter 320 - 319: Matchmaking

We can’t just stay in this attic forever, Bea gritted her teeth and started descending the stairs, mimicking what Bella had done just now.

When she finally stepped onto the ground, Bea let out a big sigh of relief, feeling that even conquering the universe wouldn’t be a problem now.

Seeing her so relieved, Bella laughed, "Aunt Sienna should have breakfast ready by now. Let’s wash up first and then head to the dining hall to eat."

"You go ahead, I need to make a phone call."

Bella didn’t think much of it, "I’ll prepare the hot water for you, come quickly."

After she left, Bea took out her phone to make a call.

The phone rang three times before it was picked up, and Damian’s voice came from the other end, "What’s up?"

"Bro, I’m at the welfare institution now. I bought some stuff yesterday to bring over, but the two of us can’t move it all inside. Can you come over and help us out?" Bea said.

Before Damian could say anything, Bea added, "Don’t even think about saying we should hire workers for help. You should know why I called you, right?"

"I’ll be there soon." Damian’s tone was indifferent, showing no change in emotion.

"That’s more like it." Bea laughed, "Remember to order a movable ladder about three meters high when you come, and also bring some quilts and a few bags of rice."

"Okay." Damian responded lightly, "Didn’t you go home last night?"

"Obviously not. If I went home, how would I be at Bella’s place now?" Bea rolled her eyes as she held the phone. She thought her brother was excellent at everything except when it came to matters of the heart.

Damian, rendered speechless by her taunting, frowned slightly.

Bea continued, "Bro, you want to ask about Bella’s condition, right? She’s not doing so well."

"What happened to her?" Damian blurted out instinctively, realizing too late that his voice had tightened.

"Bro, have you caught a cold?" Bea noticed the odd tone in his voice as well.

"I’m fine. I’ll be there soon. Anything else you need?"

"Well, this is a welfare institution, and it feels like everything is lacking. Just bring whatever you think is necessary." Bea had spent a night there and felt that the place was really lacking in everything, and it would be best to just get a new house altogether.

"Okay." Damian hung up and immediately called his assistant to prepare items to be sent to the welfare institution.

Once Bea finished her call, she went to freshen up and then headed to the dining hall for breakfast.

Bella waved at her, "Bella, sit over here."

Bea walked over and sat down, looking around, "Why haven’t you guys started eating yet?"

Ethan, being considerate, said, "We’re waiting to eat with you, sister. Bella always says that a family meal is happiest when everyone eats together."

Two Bellas, just listening to that could make anyone dizzy.

Bella smiled, pinched Ethan’s chubby cheek, and said, "Our Ethan is so considerate. Let’s eat."

Once everyone had gathered, they began to eat breakfast.

Breakfast was simple, just buns, porridge, and pickled vegetables made by Aunt Sienna.

The kids were all very mindful not to waste any food; if they couldn’t finish a bun, they’d share it between two people, and there wouldn’t be a grain of rice left in the small bowls.

Bea watched, whispering to Bella, "You’ve taught them well."

"I rarely come back. It’s Aunt Sienna who takes care of them." Bella shook her head, removing a grain of rice stuck on Ethan’s cheek, and said, "They’re naturally considerate, so we don’t have to worry."