Chapter 142

Looking at the large piece of meat on her plate, Olivia didn’t know what to say.

Tom and Jerry were still growing up. They praised Martha’s cooking as they enjoyed the meal.

Seeing that Olivia wasn’t eating, Jack explained, “We only have limited food on the island. Just put up with it.”

Tom bit his lip. He didn’t want to, but still, he picked up the meat from his plate. Then, he placed it on Olivia’s plate.

“Ms. Olivia, you’re too pale. Please eat more.”

Seeing the meat piling on her plate, Olivia felt her heart breaking even more.

When one was lacking love, even a tiny bit of kindness could light up their whole world.

“Sorry, I’m not hungry yet. You guys should continue.”

Olivia left with Connor in her arms. The island in winter looked even lonelier under the moonlight.

Not long after, someone sat down next to her. It was none other than the quiet Jack.

find any food if you get

know. I’m not

a small piece of mousse cake from his pocket.

in the mountains, this should

and sour taste of

you guys always so nice to hostages?” she asked in a

“Not hostages. Guests.”

on the ground, looking at the moon as he mumbled, “I know

young ladies like you, we may be dirty and lowly ants. But even so, we’re trying to

on you, Jack. Let’s

looked at her.

the yawning child, then stood up. “I’ll put him to bed

house, Tom came in with some hot water.

some

smiled gently.

good

from his pocket.

dinner, so you must be hungry. Come, eat it. Don’t tell Jerry

chocolate into Olivia’s pocket. The footsteps belonged to Jerry, who had brought some

add another blanket to your bed. I’ll

explained, “It’s made from cotton we picked in the

clean, and it’s very warm. It’s not dirty at

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