His Eagle Eyes on Me

"This is lamb shank and lamb stew. I cooked pork ribs as well, in case you don't like lamb." Irene laid the food out and took a tube of ointment out from the bag. "Mr. Lucas, I bought this from the drugstore. I didn't know what to get so I asked for a recommendation from the owner. Put this on later at night. Maybe it will work!"

Mr. Woods had ordered Lucas to stay home and reflect upon his actions, and he had forbidden anyone from taking care of Lucas. Lucas had remained hungry for an entire day.

His stomach rumbled at the enticing smell of the food, and at the same time, he was surprised that Irene would care for him so much.

"You must be starving, Mr. Lucas. Here." She pushed the lamb skank toward him, "Eating lamb during winter is the best."

Lucas' pride caused him to hesitate, but his stomach rumbled in anticipation.

"Eat while it's still hot, Mr. Lucas! It won't taste as good if it gets cold." She shoved the plate into his hands, before removing the lid of the pot that contained the lamb stew. "Can I do some reading here, Mr. Lucas? I will throw everything away once you finish eating."

"What are you reading?" He took a bite and felt his stomach warming up. Since he had eaten the food she had brought him, he gentled his tone.

"I'm revising using the notes my classmates took for me." She opened her backpack and took out a pile of notes. "I'm sitting for my university exam in June next year. I wonder if I can get into the university of my dreams. Are you in university, Mr. Lucas?"

stilled slightly with an awkward

heard that you were expelled for fighting. I'm sorry," she apologized sheepishly. "I didn't bring that

not matter if he told Irene about it. "I'm two years older than you, though." "So you are taking the exam next year as well? Why are you two years older than me, then? You didn't start school until you were older? Or did they make you repeat a grade?" She stared at him curiously.

It's no wonder that you look so mature. Keep eating, Mr.

down the stew. Once he was full, his body warmed

hard as he decided to thank

get my pay." She

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darkened at her words. He frowned as he clenched

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trash with me yesterday when you chased me out.

punish you when he came home so I

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