"Cynthia, where have you been these days? I hardly see you."
"I've been at the company. Grandpa wants me to learn the ropes and is considering letting me manage the company," I said deliberately.
"But we agreed you'd handle the household while I took care of the company. You should focus on getting pregnant, and I'll manage the company," John said, his anxiety betraying his true intentions.
Suppressing my disgust, I replied gently, "Don't worry. I'll speak to Grandpa about it."
"Make sure you do. Now that we're family, I'll work hard once I'm in the company." His tone improved now that he saw a glimmer of hope.
"By the way, I've restocked the vitamins you've been taking. Don't forget to take them at night."
I was born prematurely, so I had always been frail, leading to my lifelong habit of taking vitamin supplements. After my marriage in my previous life, John bought all my vitamins, but my health steadily declined. I frequently got admitted to the hospital after Frank's passing, let alone prepare for pregnancy.
Lazily lounging on the sofa, I suddenly got an idea, and I pocketed the vitamins.