Transmigrated as the Villain Boss's Precious Darling Chapter 226: Immortal Aunt Liu’s Medicine

So, where did Jacqueline Spann get her formula?

After she went to see Frederick Thorne, his ntal illness worsened. He ran away from ho and eventually drowned. Was Jacqueline Spann involved in any of this?

Tang Xiao’nan’s heart sank further. ’My death, Frederick Thorne’s death... in the end, they were both connected to Jacqueline Spann. How can I possibly believe she’s innocent?’

’Too many coincidences cease to be coincidences. Even if Jacqueline Spann didn’t get her hands dirty, a person like her is terrifying. It’s best to keep our distance. I should make sure the Thornes stay far away from the Spanns.’

The atmosphere at dinner was cheerful and harmonious. Byron Thorne was in a good mood and had an extra cup of liquor. His fair face was flushed, and he was pleasantly buzzed. It was the sa for Felix Thorne and his two brothers; they were all getting tipsy. The four of them, father and sons, had polished off a one-liter bottle of spirits. No wonder they were all drunk.

Don’t let their appearances fool you; despite looking like big guys from the north, Felix Thorne and his brothers couldn’t hold their liquor. Felix Thorne could handle maybe three or four shots of spirits at most, which wasn’t even as much as Phoebe Huxley. During their wedding, eight or nine out of every ten celebratory toasts from the guests went right into Phoebe Huxley’s stomach, yet she didn’t seem drunk at all. No one knew what her limit was; no one had ever seen her drunk.

After dinner, Raina brewed so tea to help them sober up. Amanda Chapman began clearing the table on her own, without needing to be asked. She was very perceptive. When Phoebe Thorne tried to help, both Raina and Amanda Chapman stopped her.

"Take these ho with you later. I got this folk redy from Mystic Liu in Rosillia Village. Have Lana Steiner boil it and drink the water. A lot of people have had babies after drinking this redy. It works wonders."

Raina took out several paper packets from a cabinet and instructed, "One packet is one dose. Take one packet every three days. Boil it and drink it before bed. Rember now, don’t ss it up."

Lana Steiner blushed, understanding her mother-in-law’s intentions. But inwardly, she felt a subconscious wave of nausea, and a bitter taste filled her mouth. She had drunk far too many folk redies over the years.

All sorts of strange and bizarre dicines—tree bark, grass roots, insects, bones, you na it. Just looking at them was nauseating, but Lana Steiner drank them all. Even though she knew they probably wouldn’t work, she forced herself to drink them to please her parents-in-law and for her own peace of mind.

’This dicine from Mystic Liu... it’ll probably be the sa as all the others, won’t it?’

Every ti, her mother-in-law would bring back so so-called folk redy, talking it up as if it were miraculous, but in the end, it never worked. Lana Steiner truly hoped it would be effective this ti. She was willing to drink it, no matter how bitter.

"I understand. I’ll boil it and drink it when we get back." Lana Steiner accepted the packets of dicine, acting very obediently.

Being unable to have a child had turned the once cheerful and lively Lana Steiner quiet and lancholic. Frederick Thorne’s heart ached for his wife, but he couldn’t say anything in front of his parents. ’I’ll just throw this dicine away when we get ho,’ he decided. ’Then I’ll go to the county hospital and get a fake dical report saying there’s a problem with , too. We’re a perfectly imperfect match, Lana and I—a match made in heaven.’

’That way, Mom won’t be able to force her to drink those bizarre concoctions anymore. All these years of trying for a baby... Lana’s practically ruined her stomach drinking that stuff. She can’t drink any more of it.’

Frederick Thorne had completely given up hope of having children and had already figured out a way to get his wife off the hook. ’Work at the factory has been crazy lately, so I can’t find ti to go into town. Once things calm down, I’ll go find my old classmate who works at the county hospital for help. If we can’t have kids, we can’t have kids. I’ve got three nephews, right? They’ll be there for when I’m old. What’s there to worry about?’

Tang Xiao’nan’s heart sank. She studied Lana Steiner and noticed her complexion was very poor. Under the lights, her face was pale, completely drained of color. The room Phoebe Thorne was currently staying in was Frederick and Lana’s. On the desk, under a sheet of glass, were several photos: so of Frederick Thorne, so of Lana Steiner, and so of the two of them together. They were mostly taken when they were younger.