Having a social butterfly stay at one place to look after someone else was torturous.

However, Henry Armstrong’s mother seemed determined despite what Georgie Clementine said. “What do you mean? You’ve just delivered. It’s my duty as your mother-in-law to look after you.”

Then, she turned her attention to her husband. “You must choose the best nannies and provide our daughter-in-law with as many nannies as the Batton family has.”

He instantly agreed.

“Is it necessary to compare?" Georgie scratched her head helplessly.

“It’s not a comparison," she replied. "You and Xyla are good friends. I don’t want you to feel like you’re not being treated just as well.”

“I won’t.”

“Well, I insist on it,” his mother said stubbornly.

“Thank you, Dad, Mom. And thank you, Honey,” Georgie said. She would never have thought that her mother-in-law would ever speak to her this way in the past.

Henry’s mother was considerate enough to think in her shoes.

She had always thought she’d be enemies with