"Ivy, have you rested enough? How are you feeling? Do you feel tired? I had the maid make you some soup." Avery spotted Ivy and hurried over to grab her hand.

Ivy did not want Avery to worry and smiled. "I had enough rest. I'm starving."

"You don't look too energetic. Get some more sleep after having some food. You have to work again tonight, and it's hardly a reasonable shift. Even doctors and nurses don't work night shifts on consecutive nights," Avery said.

"Mom, I'm fine. One more day at work, and I get two days off!" Ivy walked over to the dining room. "What soup is it? It smells so good."

"It's chicken soup, so it will warm you up. Have some food before drinking your soup." Avery sat down next to Ivy.

"Have you eaten, Mom? Where is Dad?" The mansion was quiet even though it was twelve in the afternoon, and it was around the time when her parents would normally have lunch.

"Your dad went to the office, and we ate at ten, so I'm not hungry right now." Avery woke up at nine th