Chapter 591

Two years later, Natalie was awakened by her daughter, Angela Jones', soft, sweet voice calling out, "Mommy!" As she opened her eyes and saw Angela's bright eyes, she smiled. "What is it, sweetheart?" "Daddy is taking us out to have some fun. Mommy, you need to wake up and eat your breakfast!" "Where are we going, sweetie?" The little girl blinked innocently. "Daddy didn't mention." Natalie chuckled. "Alright, I'll get up right now." "Faster, Mommy!" "I'm getting up as quickly as I can!" She tossed aside the covers, got out of bed, and, after washing up, took her daughter's hand to head downstairs. Angela's hand was soft and warm, and Natalie felt a gentle urge to avoid squeezing it too tightly and hurting her. A well-balanced breakfast awaited them at the table in Huston Villa's dining room. As she sat down, Angela ran to Taylor's side. "Daddy, I want breakfast!" "Okay. Are you going to eat by yourself, or do you want me to feed you?" he asked. "I want to eat by myself."