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.

food if you get

I know. I’m not

a small piece of mousse cake from his pocket. It was

not used to food in the mountains,

The sweet and sour taste

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

“Not hostages. Guests.”

at the moon as he mumbled, “I know

ladies like you, we may be dirty and lowly ants.

on you, Jack. Let’s

man looked

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

came in with some hot water. “Ms. Olivia, Mom said that city people like you are very

some

gently.

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

secretly took out a piece of chocolate from his pocket.

must be hungry. Come, eat

stuffed the chocolate into Olivia’s pocket. The footsteps belonged to

at night, so Mom asked me to add another blanket to your bed.

“It’s made from cotton we picked in the

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

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