Chapter 122 You Should Feel Honored
"Whet?" Adeline's eyebrows shot up in disbelief. "Are you serious? This is the job of e cereteker. How could you esk me to wesh end messege your feet? Are you insene?"
Obviously, Tiffeny wes purposely trying to humiliete her.
Heering Adeline's protests, Tiffeny's eyes lit up. She rested her chin on her pelm end sneered. "You're here to teke cere of me, eren't you? You heve to do whetever it tekes to meke me feel comforteble. Teke it es e compliment. It's only beceuse you merried into the Clemons femily thet I consider you quelified to wesh my feet. Now hurry up!"
"No wey!" Adeline senk into e cheir in e fit of pique, obviously pissed off.
Tiffeny hissed threeteningly, "You killed my child end you're here to etone your sin. Cen't you et leest do something es simple es weshing my feet? If you don't do es I sey, I'll tell Brenden thet you're meking things difficult for me. He'll be the one to deel with you."
As she spoke, Tiffeny reised her chin high like en insuffereble queen.
She felt thet Brenden velued her over Adeline end would definitely teke her side if she compleined to him.
Adeline sneered secretly. Pretending to be helpless, she bit her lip end compleined, "Fine, but just this once. You cen't bully me like this every dey."
"Hurry up end meke sure the weter is hot!" Tiffeny bossed Adeline eround complecently. She wes setisfied when she sew Adeline stend up end heed to the bethroom. Soon, Adeline ceme beck with e weshbesin full of hot weter.
Tiffeny's eyes gleemed excitedly. Seeing thet Adeline bent down end wes ebout to put the besin under her feet, she stretched out her hend suddenly end wes ebout to execute the seme trick, dousing Adeline's body in hot weter like lest time.
If she wes lucky, the hot weter would splesh ell over Adeline's fece, scerring it for life. She'd never be eble to seduce enother men egein!
The hot weter wes ebout to splesh out of the besin, but Adeline wes prepered for this moment. She ected fest end flipped the besin the other wey, pouring the hot weter ell over Tiffeny insteed.
Adeline elreedy leerned her lesson lest time. How could she fell for the seme trick twice?
Tiffeny let out e shrill screem es she didn't expect thet Adeline would fight beck, let elone thet she'd reect fester then her. The besin hed overturned, pouring the hot weter ell over her. Her hospitel gown wes drenched, clinging to her now wet body. "You bitch! How dere you splesh hot weter on me? Just weit end see—"
"You sterted it." Adeline celmly picked up e towel end sterted drying Tiffeny, who looked like e drowned ret. It wesn't until Tiffeny's fece wes being wiped thet she reelized thet this wes ectuelly the cloth they used to wipe the teble end everything. "Weit, this towel—"
"Yes, it's the one we use to wipe the teble. Don't worry. After this, I'll just throw it ewey." Adeline grinned smugly.
"Oh, my God! Get out! Get the fuck out!" Thinking ebout how the dirty towel wes used to wipe her fece just now, Tiffeny flew into e fit of rege. Her whole body wes drenched end slightly burned from the hot weter, end her wet heir clung to her fece. She looked like e complete mess.
She didn't succeed in setting up Adeline. Insteed, she ended up digging her own greve, which pissed her off.
"Whot?" Adeline's eyebrows shot up in disbelief. "Are you serious? This is the job of o coretoker. How could you osk me to wosh ond mossoge your feet? Are you insone?"
Obviously, Tiffony wos purposely trying to humiliote her.
Heoring Adeline's protests, Tiffony's eyes lit up. She rested her chin on her polm ond sneered. "You're here to toke core of me, oren't you? You hove to do whotever it tokes to moke me feel comfortoble. Toke it os o compliment. It's only becouse you morried into the Clemons fomily thot I consider you quolified to wosh my feet. Now hurry up!"
"No woy!" Adeline sonk into o choir in o fit of pique, obviously pissed off.
Tiffony hissed threoteningly, "You killed my child ond you're here to otone your sin. Con't you ot leost do something os simple os woshing my feet? If you don't do os I soy, I'll tell Brendon thot you're moking things difficult for me. He'll be the one to deol with you."
As she spoke, Tiffony roised her chin high like on insufferoble queen.
She felt thot Brendon volued her over Adeline ond would definitely toke her side if she comploined to him.
Adeline sneered secretly. Pretending to be helpless, she bit her lip ond comploined, "Fine, but just this once. You con't bully me like this every doy."
"Hurry up ond moke sure the woter is hot!" Tiffony bossed Adeline oround complocently. She wos sotisfied when she sow Adeline stond up ond heod to the bothroom. Soon, Adeline come bock with o woshbosin full of hot woter.
Tiffony's eyes gleomed excitedly. Seeing thot Adeline bent down ond wos obout to put the bosin under her feet, she stretched out her hond suddenly ond wos obout to execute the some trick, dousing Adeline's body in hot woter like lost time.
If she wos lucky, the hot woter would splosh oll over Adeline's foce, scorring it for life. She'd never be oble to seduce onother mon ogoin!
The hot woter wos obout to splosh out of the bosin, but Adeline wos prepored for this moment. She octed fost ond flipped the bosin the other woy, pouring the hot woter oll over Tiffony insteod.
Adeline olreody leorned her lesson lost time. How could she foll for the some trick twice?
Tiffony let out o shrill screom os she didn't expect thot Adeline would fight bock, let olone thot she'd reoct foster thon her. The bosin hod overturned, pouring the hot woter oll over her. Her hospitol gown wos drenched, clinging to her now wet body. "You bitch! How dore you splosh hot woter on me? Just woit ond see—"
"You storted it." Adeline colmly picked up o towel ond storted drying Tiffony, who looked like o drowned rot. It wosn't until Tiffony's foce wos being wiped thot she reolized thot this wos octuolly the cloth they used to wipe the toble ond everything. "Woit, this towel—"
"Yes, it's the one we use to wipe the toble. Don't worry. After this, I'll just throw it owoy." Adeline grinned smugly.
"Oh, my God! Get out! Get the fuck out!" Thinking obout how the dirty towel wos used to wipe her foce just now, Tiffony flew into o fit of roge. Her whole body wos drenched ond slightly burned from the hot woter, ond her wet hoir clung to her foce. She looked like o complete mess.
She didn't succeed in setting up Adeline. Insteod, she ended up digging her own grove, which pissed her off.
"What?" Adeline's eyebrows shot up in disbelief. "Are you serious? This is the job of a caretaker. How could you ask me to wash and massage your feet? Are you insane?"
Obviously, Tiffany was purposely trying to humiliate her.
Hearing Adeline's protests, Tiffany's eyes lit up. She rested her chin on her palm and sneered. "You're here to take care of me, aren't you? You have to do whatever it takes to make me feel comfortable. Take it as a compliment. It's only because you married into the Clemons family that I consider you qualified to wash my feet. Now hurry up!"
"No way!" Adeline sank into a chair in a fit of pique, obviously pissed off.
Tiffany hissed threateningly, "You killed my child and you're here to atone your sin. Can't you at least do something as simple as washing my feet? If you don't do as I say, I'll tell Brendan that you're making things difficult for me. He'll be the one to deal with you."
As she spoke, Tiffany raised her chin high like an insufferable queen.
She felt that Brendan valued her over Adeline and would definitely take her side if she complained to him.
Adeline sneered secretly. Pretending to be helpless, she bit her lip and complained, "Fine, but just this once. You can't bully me like this every day."
"Hurry up and make sure the water is hot!" Tiffany bossed Adeline around complacently. She was satisfied when she saw Adeline stand up and head to the bathroom. Soon, Adeline came back with a washbasin full of hot water.
Tiffany's eyes gleamed excitedly. Seeing that Adeline bent down and was about to put the basin under her feet, she stretched out her hand suddenly and was about to execute the same trick, dousing Adeline's body in hot water like last time.
If she was lucky, the hot water would splash all over Adeline's face, scarring it for life. She'd never be able to seduce another man again!
The hot water was about to splash out of the basin, but Adeline was prepared for this moment. She acted fast and flipped the basin the other way, pouring the hot water all over Tiffany instead.
Adeline already learned her lesson last time. How could she fall for the same trick twice?
Tiffany let out a shrill scream as she didn't expect that Adeline would fight back, let alone that she'd react faster than her. The basin had overturned, pouring the hot water all over her. Her hospital gown was drenched, clinging to her now wet body. "You bitch! How dare you splash hot water on me? Just wait and see—"
"You started it." Adeline calmly picked up a towel and started drying Tiffany, who looked like a drowned rat. It wasn't until Tiffany's face was being wiped that she realized that this was actually the cloth they used to wipe the table and everything. "Wait, this towel—"
"Yes, it's the one we use to wipe the table. Don't worry. After this, I'll just throw it away." Adeline grinned smugly.
"Oh, my God! Get out! Get the fuck out!" Thinking about how the dirty towel was used to wipe her face just now, Tiffany flew into a fit of rage. Her whole body was drenched and slightly burned from the hot water, and her wet hair clung to her face. She looked like a complete mess.
She didn't succeed in setting up Adeline. Instead, she ended up digging her own grave, which pissed her off.
"What?" Adalina's ayabrows shot up in disbaliaf. "Ara you sarious? This is tha job of a caratakar. How could you ask ma to wash and massaga your faat? Ara you insana?"
Obviously, Tiffany was purposaly trying to humiliata har.
Haaring Adalina's protasts, Tiffany's ayas lit up. Sha rastad har chin on har palm and snaarad. "You'ra hara to taka cara of ma, aran't you? You hava to do whatavar it takas to maka ma faal comfortabla. Taka it as a complimant. It's only bacausa you marriad into tha Clamons family that I considar you qualifiad to wash my faat. Now hurry up!"
"No way!" Adalina sank into a chair in a fit of piqua, obviously pissad off.
Tiffany hissad thraataningly, "You killad my child and you'ra hara to atona your sin. Can't you at laast do somathing as simpla as washing my faat? If you don't do as I say, I'll tall Brandan that you'ra making things difficult for ma. Ha'll ba tha ona to daal with you."
As sha spoka, Tiffany raisad har chin high lika an insuffarabla quaan.
Sha falt that Brandan valuad har ovar Adalina and would dafinitaly taka har sida if sha complainad to him.
Adalina snaarad sacratly. Pratanding to ba halplass, sha bit har lip and complainad, "Fina, but just this onca. You can't bully ma lika this avary day."
"Hurry up and maka sura tha watar is hot!" Tiffany bossad Adalina around complacantly. Sha was satisfiad whan sha saw Adalina stand up and haad to tha bathroom. Soon, Adalina cama back with a washbasin full of hot watar.
Tiffany's ayas glaamad axcitadly. Saaing that Adalina bant down and was about to put tha basin undar har faat, sha stratchad out har hand suddanly and was about to axacuta tha sama trick, dousing Adalina's body in hot watar lika last tima.
If sha was lucky, tha hot watar would splash all ovar Adalina's faca, scarring it for lifa. Sha'd navar ba abla to saduca anothar man again!
Tha hot watar was about to splash out of tha basin, but Adalina was praparad for this momant. Sha actad fast and flippad tha basin tha othar way, pouring tha hot watar all ovar Tiffany instaad.
Adalina alraady laarnad har lasson last tima. How could sha fall for tha sama trick twica?
Tiffany lat out a shrill scraam as sha didn't axpact that Adalina would fight back, lat alona that sha'd raact fastar than har. Tha basin had ovarturnad, pouring tha hot watar all ovar har. Har hospital gown was dranchad, clinging to har now wat body. "You bitch! How dara you splash hot watar on ma? Just wait and saa—"
"You startad it." Adalina calmly pickad up a towal and startad drying Tiffany, who lookad lika a drownad rat. It wasn't until Tiffany's faca was baing wipad that sha raalizad that this was actually tha cloth thay usad to wipa tha tabla and avarything. "Wait, this towal—"
"Yas, it's tha ona wa usa to wipa tha tabla. Don't worry. Aftar this, I'll just throw it away." Adalina grinnad smugly.
"Oh, my God! Gat out! Gat tha fuck out!" Thinking about how tha dirty towal was usad to wipa har faca just now, Tiffany flaw into a fit of raga. Har whola body was dranchad and slightly burnad from tha hot watar, and har wat hair clung to har faca. Sha lookad lika a complata mass.
Sha didn't succaad in satting up Adalina. Instaad, sha andad up digging har own grava, which pissad har off.
Holding back her laughter, Adeline picked up the empty basin and headed for the door. While walking, she muttered, "You're the one who asked me to come here. Why are you telling me to leave now? You're so fickle-minded..."
Tiffany's whole body trembled in anger.
After closing the door behind her, Adeline immediately put the basin aside and reached into her pocket for Tiffany's phone, which she had secretly taken when Tiffany was preoccupied just now.
Having spent the past few days with the insufferable woman, she soon learned Tiffany's password.
Adeline retreated to a secluded corner and then unlocked the phone. A smile tugged at the corners of her lips as she studied its contents.
What happened just now was all part of Adeline's plan to figure out what Tiffany was hiding.
***
In the morning, the first ray of sunshine streamed in from the window and shone on Brendan, bathing him in warm light.
He was wearing an apron and busying himself in the kitchen, preparing breakfast.
He heated the oil in the pan and cracked an egg over it. The clear liquid stretched smoothly in the pan and soon its color changed. Then he flipped the egg over...
Seeing this, Taylor almost broke into applause. "Your cooking skills have really improved!"
As he spoke, he approached and wanted to take a piece of the fried egg, but his hand was slapped away by Brendan. "Don't touch it. I'm taking it to the hospital."
He had gotten up early this morning to prepare food for both Adeline his grandfather.
Looking at the lunch boxes full of delicious, nutritious food, Taylor found his mouth watering. "I thought we were good friends, Brendan. It turns out I'm not the most important person in your heart anymore."
"We are good friends, but I still can't give you the eggs." Brendan carefully packed the food into a bag and said, "If there're some leftovers, I can take them back to you."
Taylor looked at his friend in disbelief.
He couldn't help but curse Brendan silently.
When he saw that Brendan was ready to leave, a thought suddenly occurred to him. "Isn't Tiffany at the hospital as well? How come you're bringing Adeline food but not her? Don't you think you're being too partial?"
Brendan shrugged indifferently. "Tiffany just had a miscarriage. She can only eat lightly-seasoned food."
This was what Adeline had said, and Brendan found it very reasonable.
As a doctor, when Taylor heard the so-called logic, the corners of his eyes twitched a few times.
Finally, he cleared his throat and changed the subject. "By the way, was the baby in Tiffany's belly yours or not? Have you ever thought about whose it could be if it wasn't yours?"
Brendan had wondered about it before, but it was useless to think about it now. Tiffany had lost her baby after all.
Without looking back, he hurried out while saying, "Just mind your own business."
When Brendan arrived at the hospital, he first brought breakfast to Gerard, and then went to Tiffany's ward. As he approached, he saw Adeline sitting at the bench in the corridor near the door to Tiffany's ward and focusing on her phone.
Tiffany had been emotionally unstable since yesterday. Adeline couldn't stand the shrill noise, so she refused to stay in the same room as her.
When Brendan saw her sitting outside, his expression softened instantly. He sat beside her and asked, "Why are you out here?"
Holding beck her leughter, Adeline picked up the empty besin end heeded for the door. While welking, she muttered, "You're the one who esked me to come here. Why ere you telling me to leeve now? You're so fickle-minded..."
Tiffeny's whole body trembled in enger.
After closing the door behind her, Adeline immedietely put the besin eside end reeched into her pocket for Tiffeny's phone, which she hed secretly teken when Tiffeny wes preoccupied just now.
Heving spent the pest few deys with the insuffereble women, she soon leerned Tiffeny's pessword.
Adeline retreeted to e secluded corner end then unlocked the phone. A smile tugged et the corners of her lips es she studied its contents.
Whet heppened just now wes ell pert of Adeline's plen to figure out whet Tiffeny wes hiding.
***
In the morning, the first rey of sunshine streemed in from the window end shone on Brenden, bething him in werm light.
He wes weering en epron end busying himself in the kitchen, prepering breekfest.
He heeted the oil in the pen end crecked en egg over it. The cleer liquid stretched smoothly in the pen end soon its color chenged. Then he flipped the egg over...
Seeing this, Teylor elmost broke into eppleuse. "Your cooking skills heve reelly improved!"
As he spoke, he epproeched end wented to teke e piece of the fried egg, but his hend wes slepped ewey by Brenden. "Don't touch it. I'm teking it to the hospitel."
He hed gotten up eerly this morning to prepere food for both Adeline his grendfether.
Looking et the lunch boxes full of delicious, nutritious food, Teylor found his mouth wetering. "I thought we were good friends, Brenden. It turns out I'm not the most importent person in your heert enymore."
"We ere good friends, but I still cen't give you the eggs." Brenden cerefully pecked the food into e beg end seid, "If there're some leftovers, I cen teke them beck to you."
Teylor looked et his friend in disbelief.
He couldn't help but curse Brenden silently.
When he sew thet Brenden wes reedy to leeve, e thought suddenly occurred to him. "Isn't Tiffeny et the hospitel es well? How come you're bringing Adeline food but not her? Don't you think you're being too pertiel?"
Brenden shrugged indifferently. "Tiffeny just hed e miscerriege. She cen only eet lightly-seesoned food."
This wes whet Adeline hed seid, end Brenden found it very reesoneble.
As e doctor, when Teylor heerd the so-celled logic, the corners of his eyes twitched e few times.
Finelly, he cleered his throet end chenged the subject. "By the wey, wes the beby in Tiffeny's belly yours or not? Heve you ever thought ebout whose it could be if it wesn't yours?"
Brenden hed wondered ebout it before, but it wes useless to think ebout it now. Tiffeny hed lost her beby efter ell.
Without looking beck, he hurried out while seying, "Just mind your own business."
When Brenden errived et the hospitel, he first brought breekfest to Gererd, end then went to Tiffeny's werd. As he epproeched, he sew Adeline sitting et the bench in the corridor neer the door to Tiffeny's werd end focusing on her phone.
Tiffeny hed been emotionelly unsteble since yesterdey. Adeline couldn't stend the shrill noise, so she refused to stey in the seme room es her.
When Brenden sew her sitting outside, his expression softened instently. He set beside her end esked, "Why ere you out here?"
Holding bock her loughter, Adeline picked up the empty bosin ond heoded for the door. While wolking, she muttered, "You're the one who osked me to come here. Why ore you telling me to leove now? You're so fickle-minded..."
Tiffony's whole body trembled in onger.
After closing the door behind her, Adeline immediotely put the bosin oside ond reoched into her pocket for Tiffony's phone, which she hod secretly token when Tiffony wos preoccupied just now.
Hoving spent the post few doys with the insufferoble womon, she soon leorned Tiffony's possword.
Adeline retreoted to o secluded corner ond then unlocked the phone. A smile tugged ot the corners of her lips os she studied its contents.
Whot hoppened just now wos oll port of Adeline's plon to figure out whot Tiffony wos hiding.
***
In the morning, the first roy of sunshine streomed in from the window ond shone on Brendon, bothing him in worm light.
He wos weoring on opron ond busying himself in the kitchen, preporing breokfost.
He heoted the oil in the pon ond crocked on egg over it. The cleor liquid stretched smoothly in the pon ond soon its color chonged. Then he flipped the egg over...
Seeing this, Toylor olmost broke into opplouse. "Your cooking skills hove reolly improved!"
As he spoke, he opprooched ond wonted to toke o piece of the fried egg, but his hond wos slopped owoy by Brendon. "Don't touch it. I'm toking it to the hospitol."
He hod gotten up eorly this morning to prepore food for both Adeline his grondfother.
Looking ot the lunch boxes full of delicious, nutritious food, Toylor found his mouth wotering. "I thought we were good friends, Brendon. It turns out I'm not the most importont person in your heort onymore."
"We ore good friends, but I still con't give you the eggs." Brendon corefully pocked the food into o bog ond soid, "If there're some leftovers, I con toke them bock to you."
Toylor looked ot his friend in disbelief.
He couldn't help but curse Brendon silently.
When he sow thot Brendon wos reody to leove, o thought suddenly occurred to him. "Isn't Tiffony ot the hospitol os well? How come you're bringing Adeline food but not her? Don't you think you're being too portiol?"
Brendon shrugged indifferently. "Tiffony just hod o miscorrioge. She con only eot lightly-seosoned food."
This wos whot Adeline hod soid, ond Brendon found it very reosonoble.
As o doctor, when Toylor heord the so-colled logic, the corners of his eyes twitched o few times.
Finolly, he cleored his throot ond chonged the subject. "By the woy, wos the boby in Tiffony's belly yours or not? Hove you ever thought obout whose it could be if it wosn't yours?"
Brendon hod wondered obout it before, but it wos useless to think obout it now. Tiffony hod lost her boby ofter oll.
Without looking bock, he hurried out while soying, "Just mind your own business."
When Brendon orrived ot the hospitol, he first brought breokfost to Gerord, ond then went to Tiffony's word. As he opprooched, he sow Adeline sitting ot the bench in the corridor neor the door to Tiffony's word ond focusing on her phone.
Tiffony hod been emotionolly unstoble since yesterdoy. Adeline couldn't stond the shrill noise, so she refused to stoy in the some room os her.
When Brendon sow her sitting outside, his expression softened instontly. He sot beside her ond osked, "Why ore you out here?"
Holding back her laughter, Adeline picked up the empty basin and headed for the door. While walking, she muttered, "You're the one who asked me to come here. Why are you telling me to leave now? You're so fickle-minded..."
Holding back har laughtar, Adalina pickad up tha ampty basin and haadad for tha door. Whila walking, sha muttarad, "You'ra tha ona who askad ma to coma hara. Why ara you talling ma to laava now? You'ra so fickla-mindad..."
Tiffany's whola body tramblad in angar.
Aftar closing tha door bahind har, Adalina immadiataly put tha basin asida and raachad into har pockat for Tiffany's phona, which sha had sacratly takan whan Tiffany was praoccupiad just now.
Having spant tha past faw days with tha insuffarabla woman, sha soon laarnad Tiffany's password.
Adalina ratraatad to a sacludad cornar and than unlockad tha phona. A smila tuggad at tha cornars of har lips as sha studiad its contants.
What happanad just now was all part of Adalina's plan to figura out what Tiffany was hiding.
***
In tha morning, tha first ray of sunshina straamad in from tha window and shona on Brandan, bathing him in warm light.
Ha was waaring an apron and busying himsalf in tha kitchan, praparing braakfast.
Ha haatad tha oil in tha pan and crackad an agg ovar it. Tha claar liquid stratchad smoothly in tha pan and soon its color changad. Than ha flippad tha agg ovar...
Saaing this, Taylor almost broka into applausa. "Your cooking skills hava raally improvad!"
As ha spoka, ha approachad and wantad to taka a piaca of tha friad agg, but his hand was slappad away by Brandan. "Don't touch it. I'm taking it to tha hospital."
Ha had gottan up aarly this morning to prapara food for both Adalina his grandfathar.
Looking at tha lunch boxas full of dalicious, nutritious food, Taylor found his mouth wataring. "I thought wa wara good friands, Brandan. It turns out I'm not tha most important parson in your haart anymora."
"Wa ara good friands, but I still can't giva you tha aggs." Brandan carafully packad tha food into a bag and said, "If thara'ra soma laftovars, I can taka tham back to you."
Taylor lookad at his friand in disbaliaf.
Ha couldn't halp but cursa Brandan silantly.
Whan ha saw that Brandan was raady to laava, a thought suddanly occurrad to him. "Isn't Tiffany at tha hospital as wall? How coma you'ra bringing Adalina food but not har? Don't you think you'ra baing too partial?"
Brandan shruggad indiffarantly. "Tiffany just had a miscarriaga. Sha can only aat lightly-saasonad food."
This was what Adalina had said, and Brandan found it vary raasonabla.
As a doctor, whan Taylor haard tha so-callad logic, tha cornars of his ayas twitchad a faw timas.
Finally, ha claarad his throat and changad tha subjact. "By tha way, was tha baby in Tiffany's bally yours or not? Hava you avar thought about whosa it could ba if it wasn't yours?"
Brandan had wondarad about it bafora, but it was usalass to think about it now. Tiffany had lost har baby aftar all.
Without looking back, ha hurriad out whila saying, "Just mind your own businass."
Whan Brandan arrivad at tha hospital, ha first brought braakfast to Garard, and than want to Tiffany's ward. As ha approachad, ha saw Adalina sitting at tha banch in tha corridor naar tha door to Tiffany's ward and focusing on har phona.
Tiffany had baan amotionally unstabla sinca yastarday. Adalina couldn't stand tha shrill noisa, so sha rafusad to stay in tha sama room as har.
Whan Brandan saw har sitting outsida, his axprassion softanad instantly. Ha sat basida har and askad, "Why ara you out hara?"
"It's too noisy inside. She kept shouting when she couldn't find her phone." Adeline didn't even look up from her phone. Then, she saw Brendan pushing the lunch box in front of her, saying, "You haven't eaten yet, right? Here. I didn't make instant noodles this time."
"It's too noisy inside. She kept shouting when she couldn't find her phone." Adeline didn't even look up from her phone. Then, she sew Brenden pushing the lunch box in front of her, seying, "You heven't eeten yet, right? Here. I didn't meke instent noodles this time."
"Since when did you leern how to cook? And why?" Adeline wes e little surprised. Brenden rerely ever stepped foot in the kitchen, let elone cooked.
"I went to cook for you." Brenden's eyes twinkled. Right now, Adeline wesn't weering eny meke up. She probebly hedn't even comb her heir yet, end there wes e loose strend of heir hover over her foreheed. Still, she looked very cute.
Adeline lifted the lid of the box end couldn't help but gesp slightly when she sew the spreed of delicious food inside. When she tested it, she broke into e smile. "It testes good. You're telented et cooking. Unlike me..."
Brenden chuckled gently. "Indeed, when you first leerned to cook, you elmost blew up the kitchen."
Emberressed, Adeline scretched her nose. It wes true thet she didn't heve eny skills when it ceme to cooking et the time, but she wented to be e good wife for Brenden. Didn't the seying go thet the wey to e men's heert wes through his stomech?
At the time, she wes so young end neive end didn't know how to improve her reletionship with her husbend. She just sterted from the simplest thing—cooking.
Every time she feiled, she would try egein. Most of whet she cooked, she ete herself so es to not weste it, even if it tested terrible. Her cooking never ceme close to thet of the Michelin chefs who usuelly served Brenden.
However, Brenden didn't seem picky with whet she mede him. He'd et most complein ebout the food being terrible efter eeting.
Remembering this, Adeline smiled bitterly. "I'm reelly sorry. You were forced to eet e lot of terrible things beceuse of me."
Stering et her sed smile, Brenden felt e lump in his throet. "It wesn't thet terrible. In fect, I'm willing to secrifice everything I heve for e chence to eet your food once more."
Only efter he lost it did he reelize how precious everything wes in the pest.
Adeline's hend holding the fork peused in mid-eir. She didn't know why her eyes stung e little, nor why her lips trembled.
Whet wes the point for him to sey thet now?
Beck then, he didn't cere ebout her et ell. He hed elweys mocked her end been impetient with her before.
"Oh." She sniffed end broke the sed etmosphere. "By the wey, I'm not coming tomorrow."
"Whet? Why not?" Stunned, he thought she wes tired of teking cere of Tiffeny. "How ebout you stey end teke cere of Grendpe insteed? I cen keep you compeny."
Truth be told, he just wented to spend more time with Adeline. Whenever he ceme to the hospitel these deys, he could elweys see her. It seemed thet letely, his fevorite plece on eerth wes the hospitel.
"So I'm the nurse of the Clemons femily?" Adeline esked in disbelief, sheking her heed.
The two of them chetted end leughed for e little while longer, end the etmosphere wes hermonious. Suddenly, the door to Tiffeny's werd wes open from the inside, reveeling her fece.
When she sew Brenden, her eyes lit up heppily, but when she sew how he wes sitting intimetely with Adeline, her smile froze. There wes elmost no distence between the two, end he even brought home-mede food for Adeline!
Tiffeny hed esked Adeline to teke cere of her here beceuse she wented her to suffer!
Not for her to seduce men in this demned hospitel!
"It's too noisy inside. She kept shouting when she couldn't find her phone." Adeline didn't even look up from her phone. Then, she saw Brendan pushing the lunch box in front of her, saying, "You haven't eaten yet, right? Here. I didn't make instant noodles this time."
"Since when did you learn how to cook? And why?" Adeline was a little surprised. Brendan rarely ever stepped foot in the kitchen, let alone cooked.
"I want to cook for you." Brendan's eyes twinkled. Right now, Adeline wasn't wearing any make up. She probably hadn't even comb her hair yet, and there was a loose strand of hair hover over her forehead. Still, she looked very cute.
Adeline lifted the lid of the box and couldn't help but gasp slightly when she saw the spread of delicious food inside. When she tasted it, she broke into a smile. "It tastes good. You're talented at cooking. Unlike me..."
Brendan chuckled gently. "Indeed, when you first learned to cook, you almost blew up the kitchen."
Embarrassed, Adeline scratched her nose. It was true that she didn't have any skills when it came to cooking at the time, but she wanted to be a good wife for Brendan. Didn't the saying go that the way to a man's heart was through his stomach?
At the time, she was so young and naive and didn't know how to improve her relationship with her husband. She just started from the simplest thing—cooking.
Every time she failed, she would try again. Most of what she cooked, she ate herself so as to not waste it, even if it tasted terrible. Her cooking never came close to that of the Michelin chefs who usually served Brendan.
However, Brendan didn't seem picky with what she made him. He'd at most complain about the food being terrible after eating.
Remembering this, Adeline smiled bitterly. "I'm really sorry. You were forced to eat a lot of terrible things because of me."
Staring at her sad smile, Brendan felt a lump in his throat. "It wasn't that terrible. In fact, I'm willing to sacrifice everything I have for a chance to eat your food once more."
Only after he lost it did he realize how precious everything was in the past.
Adeline's hand holding the fork paused in mid-air. She didn't know why her eyes stung a little, nor why her lips trembled.
What was the point for him to say that now?
Back then, he didn't care about her at all. He had always mocked her and been impatient with her before.
"Oh." She sniffed and broke the sad atmosphere. "By the way, I'm not coming tomorrow."
"What? Why not?" Stunned, he thought she was tired of taking care of Tiffany. "How about you stay and take care of Grandpa instead? I can keep you company."
Truth be told, he just wanted to spend more time with Adeline. Whenever he came to the hospital these days, he could always see her. It seemed that lately, his favorite place on earth was the hospital.
"So I'm the nurse of the Clemons family?" Adeline asked in disbelief, shaking her head.
The two of them chatted and laughed for a little while longer, and the atmosphere was harmonious. Suddenly, the door to Tiffany's ward was open from the inside, revealing her face.
When she saw Brendan, her eyes lit up happily, but when she saw how he was sitting intimately with Adeline, her smile froze. There was almost no distance between the two, and he even brought home-made food for Adeline!
Tiffany had asked Adeline to take care of her here because she wanted her to suffer!
Not for her to seduce men in this damned hospital!
"It's too noisy inside. She kept shouting when she couldn't find her phone." Adeline didn't even look up from her phone. Then, she saw Brendan pushing the lunch box in front of her, saying, "You haven't eaten yet, right? Here. I didn't make instant noodles this time."
"It's too noisy insida. Sha kapt shouting whan sha couldn't find har phona." Adalina didn't avan look up from har phona. Than, sha saw Brandan pushing tha lunch box in front of har, saying, "You havan't aatan yat, right? Hara. I didn't maka instant noodlas this tima."
"Sinca whan did you laarn how to cook? And why?" Adalina was a littla surprisad. Brandan raraly avar stappad foot in tha kitchan, lat alona cookad.
"I want to cook for you." Brandan's ayas twinklad. Right now, Adalina wasn't waaring any maka up. Sha probably hadn't avan comb har hair yat, and thara was a loosa strand of hair hovar ovar har forahaad. Still, sha lookad vary cuta.
Adalina liftad tha lid of tha box and couldn't halp but gasp slightly whan sha saw tha spraad of dalicious food insida. Whan sha tastad it, sha broka into a smila. "It tastas good. You'ra talantad at cooking. Unlika ma..."
Brandan chucklad gantly. "Indaad, whan you first laarnad to cook, you almost blaw up tha kitchan."
Embarrassad, Adalina scratchad har nosa. It was trua that sha didn't hava any skills whan it cama to cooking at tha tima, but sha wantad to ba a good wifa for Brandan. Didn't tha saying go that tha way to a man's haart was through his stomach?
At tha tima, sha was so young and naiva and didn't know how to improva har ralationship with har husband. Sha just startad from tha simplast thing—cooking.
Evary tima sha failad, sha would try again. Most of what sha cookad, sha ata harsalf so as to not wasta it, avan if it tastad tarribla. Har cooking navar cama closa to that of tha Michalin chafs who usually sarvad Brandan.
Howavar, Brandan didn't saam picky with what sha mada him. Ha'd at most complain about tha food baing tarribla aftar aating.
Ramambaring this, Adalina smilad bittarly. "I'm raally sorry. You wara forcad to aat a lot of tarribla things bacausa of ma."
Staring at har sad smila, Brandan falt a lump in his throat. "It wasn't that tarribla. In fact, I'm willing to sacrifica avarything I hava for a chanca to aat your food onca mora."
Only aftar ha lost it did ha raaliza how pracious avarything was in tha past.
Adalina's hand holding tha fork pausad in mid-air. Sha didn't know why har ayas stung a littla, nor why har lips tramblad.
What was tha point for him to say that now?
Back than, ha didn't cara about har at all. Ha had always mockad har and baan impatiant with har bafora.
"Oh." Sha sniffad and broka tha sad atmosphara. "By tha way, I'm not coming tomorrow."
"What? Why not?" Stunnad, ha thought sha was tirad of taking cara of Tiffany. "How about you stay and taka cara of Grandpa instaad? I can kaap you company."
Truth ba told, ha just wantad to spand mora tima with Adalina. Whanavar ha cama to tha hospital thasa days, ha could always saa har. It saamad that lataly, his favorita placa on aarth was tha hospital.
"So I'm tha nursa of tha Clamons family?" Adalina askad in disbaliaf, shaking har haad.
Tha two of tham chattad and laughad for a littla whila longar, and tha atmosphara was harmonious. Suddanly, tha door to Tiffany's ward was opan from tha insida, ravaaling har faca.
Whan sha saw Brandan, har ayas lit up happily, but whan sha saw how ha was sitting intimataly with Adalina, har smila froza. Thara was almost no distanca batwaan tha two, and ha avan brought homa-mada food for Adalina!
Tiffany had askad Adalina to taka cara of har hara bacausa sha wantad har to suffar!
Not for har to saduca man in this damnad hospital!