Just when she reached out, a large hand was one step ahead of her, grabbing the bowl of soup.

Summer Shawcross was stunned, looking at Noah Drexler in surprise.

He took the bowl of soup, brought it to his nose, sniffed it, and then his handsome face darkened.

"What is this?" He frowned, looking seriously at the housekeeper.

"This... is to nourish the madam’s body." The housekeeper said tactfully.

Nourish the body?

Hearing the housekeeper’s words, a vigilant look appeared in Noah Drexler’s dark eyes.

"Prescribed by a doctor?" He glanced at the housekeeper and asked.

"This is a prescription I got from an old neighbor. Sir, you might remember Aunt Gu from the street..."

Listening to the housekeeper, Noah Drexler frowned even tighter.

This kind of thing, she dares to give it to Summer Shawcross to drink?

Just as he was about to show his displeasure and scold the housekeeper, the housekeeper spoke again.

"Aunt Gu had twins back in the day, all thanks to this prescription, so I figured... it might work for madam too!"

Twins?

This prescription is for fertility?

Noah Drexler’s face immediately became unpleasant. He looked at the housekeeper with displeasure and instructed.

"Without my permission, don’t give her anything like this again."

"This..." The housekeeper looked troubled.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Summer Shawcross quickly spoke up to ease the tension.

"Oh, I asked the housekeeper to get the prescription for me, don’t blame her."

After she spoke, she tugged on Noah Drexler’s sleeve.

Seeing her speak up, Noah Drexler furrowed his brows, turned to look at her for a moment, and then questioned discontentedly.

"I didn’t even say anything to you yet, but you’ll drink anything?"

Wasn’t she worried that someone with ill intentions might have tampered with the prescription, causing problems when consumed?

Being reproached by him, Summer Shawcross pursed her lips and muttered softly.

"I just wanted to improve my health a bit..."

Hearing her weak voice, Noah Drexler’s expression didn’t lighten up, but he didn’t continue to criticize her.

"Sir, it’s my fault, please don’t blame the madam!" The housekeeper also hurriedly spoke up.

Looking at the two in front of him, a tinge of helplessness appeared on Noah Drexler’s handsome face.

When did their relationship get so good?

He distinctly remembered the housekeeper always having a worried look whenever Summer Shawcross was mentioned.

He was silent for a moment, then raised his hand to place the dark bowl of soup back on the tray in the housekeeper’s hands, giving instructions as he pressed his lips together.

"Take it away, don’t prepare things like this for her in the future!"

"Why?" Summer Shawcross was shocked at his words and asked him with some dissatisfaction.

But Noah Drexler did not answer her, instead turning his gaze towards the housekeeper.

"You may leave now."

"Alright." The housekeeper glanced at Summer Shawcross, then turned around and left the bedroom with the items.

Once the door was closed, it was just Summer Shawcross and Noah Drexler left in the bedroom.

Summer Shawcross looked at Noah Drexler, still unwilling to give up, and wanted to ask him why.

"Noah Drexler..."

"Such things are useless!" Her voice was interrupted by his serious and firm tone.

"I haven’t even tried it, how do you know it’s useless?" Summer Shawcross bit her lip, looked at him with dissatisfaction, and retorted.