Miracle Cutie Chapter 142: Breakfast Lessons

Although Nina loved to eat, sometimes her morning appetite wasn't great.

Today, having woken up too early, she had even less interest in food.

Benjamin had been feeding her for over half an hour, yet he'd only managed a fifth of the oatmeal into her mouth, and just a few bites of a waffle.

It wasn't that Nina didn't want to eat.

She simply held food in her mouth while her chubby hands played with toys, tapped the table, fiddled with her little sandals—basically moving everything but her mouth.

After half an hour of feeding, Benjamin had lost his own appetite.

On the outside, he looked calm, but his mind had drifted off for a while.

The moment Amelia entered the dining room, Benjamin, still holding the bowl, lifted his gaze and fixed it on her, saying flatly, "Nina came to my room at six this morning. She hit me.

"I've been feeding her for forty-eight minutes. She ate five bites of the oatmeal, three of the waffle, and the third one has been in her mouth for five minutes.

"I don't understand why she just won't chew."

Amelia glanced at Nina helplessly.

William, hearing that Nina had hit someone and was still refusing to eat, glanced at Amelia... and immediately knew he couldn't intervene. He sighed in frustration and quickly turned away.

If he stayed, he knew he'd feel bad when Nina later cried for him.

Once William left, only the three of them remained in the dining room.

Nina, who had just taken off her little sandals while sitting in the high chair, stared blankly at Benjamin as he suddenly tattled.

Her chubby face froze—she had no time to react!

Amelia didn't immediately look at Nina; she was still watching Benjamin.

She noticed the tight strain on his handsome face, the quiet look of being wronged.

That small grievance looked totally out of place on Benjamin—so different from his usual composure that it made her feel soft.

Almost instinctively, she reached out and grabbed Benjamin's sleeve.

"Benjamin, don't feel wronged. I'll handle her."

Her soft, gentle voice reached Benjamin, instantly easing the tension and frustration he'd been feeling.

At the same time, Nina heard Amelia's gentle voice. Her little face tightened, and the sandals in her hands slipped to the floor.

Sensing that something serious was about to happen, Nina didn't bother picking them up; she hurriedly swallowed the waffle she'd been holding in her mouth for five minutes.

Then she opened her mouth wide, pretending to still want to eat.

"Mommy, eat!"

Seeing Nina open her mouth, Benjamin, who had been feeding her all morning almost out of instinct, immediately gave her a bite of the waffle.

Nina didn't want to eat it, but to please her mother, she endured and finished it.

Once the waffle was gone, the oatmeal was finished too.

Benjamin set down the empty bowl, finally completing his task.

Nina exhaled in relief, feeling safe from punishment.

Benjamin lifted her out of the high chair and helped her put her little sandals back on.

With her shoes on, Nina went to hold Amelia's hand. "Mommy, go play."

She was still thinking about going outside to play.

Amelia squatted down and didn't move. She held Nina's chubby little hand and began to set things straight.

"This morning, you hit Daddy. That was wrong. Mommy has told you before.

"A good child doesn't hit anyone. Nina, you didn't behave like a good child this morning.

"You hit Daddy, so now Mommy has to discipline you."

After giving her a warning, Amelia gently tapped Nina's little hands a few times.

When Nina hit Benjamin earlier, she had done it gleefully.

Now it was her turn to be disciplined. She only got a few taps before closing her eyes, tilting up her chubby face, and crying.

Amelia didn't soften when she heard the cries.

She had tried many different educational methods, consulting all the online experts, but this was the most effective method.

Once the brief discipline was done, Amelia asked Nina to apologize to Benjamin.

Nina, her round face covered in tears, eyes still shut, wailed out her apology.

"I say sorry."

Amelia said, "Just saying sorry is enough. That's fine, don't cry anymore. Let Daddy hold you."

Nina shook her head. She didn't want Benjamin to hold her, nor did she want Amelia to.

Previously, after being disciplined, she would cry and immediately throw herself into Amelia's arms.

Now, in the Graham Residence, with more people who cared for her, when Nina cried, it wasn't only Mommy she wanted.

She wiped her tears and wailed toward her grandpa.

William hadn't gone far.

Seeing Nina crying for him, William hurried over, bending down and stretching out his arms in advance.

"Nina, Grandpa's right here. Come, let me hold you."