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 hungry

know. I’m not

produced a small piece of mousse cake from

you’re not used to food in the mountains,

didn’t decline it. The sweet and sour taste

always so nice to hostages?” she asked in a low

“Not hostages. Guests.”

placed his palms on the ground, looking at the moon as he mumbled, “I know you

we may be dirty and lowly ants. But even so, we’re trying to survive with all our

look down on you,

man looked at her.

yawning child, then stood up.

Tom came in with some hot water. “Ms. Olivia, Mom said that city people

heated some

smiled gently.

need for thanks. We don’t have good food here, but

secretly took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket. “I stole it

dinner, so you must be hungry. Come,

hastily stuffed the chocolate into Olivia’s

Mom asked me to add another blanket to

cotton we picked in the wild. Mom sewed

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

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