The Baby Who Regressed Refuses Childcare - Chapter 24
‘…So, this is a child’s life.’
It was a happy life where praise was given for every breath.
Enjoying my bread, I spoke,
“And Miss Ann said that if children listen well to adults, cakes appear even in their dreams.”
Soya was left speechless.
For some reason, even the kitchen staff were bowing their heads.
Marlene chuckled and said,
“Yes, yes. Oh my, you’re so smart! Just wait a moment; I’ll bring the cocoa.”
Then she hurried off to the kitchen.
I grabbed another piece of bread.
‘Phew, this time I managed to fake it this time, but that was close.’
I had boldly asked for coffee on the pretext of being a four-year-old.
When I wakee up hungry or feel unwell.
My judgment becomes clouded in such situations.
‘I need to be more careful in the future.’
Meanwhile, at the entrance of the dining room, at the same time.
“Goodness…”
Mielle sulked, standing beside Sharon Abner.
“Eating bread. Leaving out all the good food.”
The butler spoke solemnly.
“Sometimes these things happen. The body might not adapt suddenly to the changed environment.”
“So, the child only eats bread? And only dry and tasteless ones at that?”
“It seems the body instinctively rejects oily and expensive food…”
The butler glanced at Sharon Abner with a hint of sympathy.
“You haven’t been in the best of circumstances, have you?”
Sharon Abner’s violet eyes lingered on the child struggling to stuff bread into her mouth, not enjoying the best environment until now.
Finally, she spoke,
“Then, put something on the bread.”
“What?”
Mielle and the butler narrowed their eyes.
“Whether it’s Meunière, veal, salad, or fruit, from now on, everything should go on the bread.”
Sharon Abner was serious.
“At four years old, it’s a time of growth. We can’t just let her eat only bread. You should eat vegetables and meat evenly.”
With that, she watched Anellia for a few seconds before turning and leaving the dining room.
* * *
Time in the Abner mansion passed quickly.
“Voila! Anellia-nim! Would you like to see what I brought?”
Mielle, with an excited face, rushed into the room.
While I played with Soya, I turned my gaze towards Mielle.
She was holding a white cloth bundle in her arms.
I asked, feigning surprise, “Wow. What’s that?”
Approaching, Miel put the bundle down on the floor.
“I accidentally brought it again, this time for Mr. Wendell, known for his reticence!”
Miel began to untie the knot on the bundle.
“He has something he always says. You love books a lot, Miss.”
“Yeah. I love them!”
“So! I went around the public library three times~~!”
Finally, the things inside were revealed.
“I found all these fairy tales!”
“Wow… amazing.”
I awkwardly chuckled.
Miel showed the covers of the books one by one.
“There’s ‘The Grateful Dragon’ and ‘The Mouse Guest in the Rabbit Village’!”
Noticing something among them, I asked with disbelief.
“…How does poo come out?”
Miel energetically nodded her head.
“Yes! Anellia-nim, are you curious about how poo is made in your stomach? Just in case, I brought it!”
Then, she whispered softly to Soya,
“I’m right, aren’t I? Kids Anellia’s age like things like poop and farts.”
Soya rolled her eyes at Mielle.
“But still, what’s with the poop…!”
Soya quickly pushed another storybook toward me.
“Oh, Miss. How about a secret of the little fairy Lily instead of poop?”
“Hehe…”
My expression became soulless.
‘Playing with dolls all morning was already exhausting….’
Now I have to read fairy tales.
‘Even worse, the theme is poop….’
During a moment of aimlessly smiling with unfocused eyes,
“It seems to be reading time.”
A familiar voice came from the door.
When I looked up, Wendell was curiously entering the room.
My face brightened in an instant.
“Mr. Wendell!”
I jumped up and ran towards Wendell.
He gently picked me up.
I buried my head in Wendell’s embrace and patted his arms.
“Wow, Mister! I missed you!”
Of course, it was a calculated move to escape from ‘Poop! How does it come out?’
