I Love You, Miss Genius

Bonnie slept until the afternoon. She yawned as she went downstairs. Then, she saw Sydney and Gunnar sitting on the couch chatting with Sigmund. The trio laughed as they talked, creating a wholesome atmosphere.

However, Sydney and Gunnar’s expressions stiffened when they saw Bonnie. It shattered the trio’s harmonious moment.

Sigmund noticed the duo’s expressions and realized something was amiss. When he turned and saw Bonnie, his expression softened and turned tender. “Bonnie, you’re up! Are you hungry? I’ll tell the chef to prepare some food for you.”

She smiled and shook her head. “That’s okay. Grandpa. I slept for so long that I lost my appetite. I just need to rest for a while more. I’ll join you for dinner, though.”

“Hey, you can’t just starve yourself,” Sigmund said before yelling toward the back, “Alfred! Tell the chef to prepare some spaghetti for Bonnie! We need to put some food in her belly!”

peered out from a corner and immediately responded, “Right away. Mr.

was about to head to the kitchen when Sigmund added, “Wait, Bonnie says she doesn’t have much appetite. Tell the chef to make something light. Don’t make the food

the chef.” Alfred said before

had said so, Bonnie did not argue. Instead, she sat beside him and snacked on

upset when they saw how much

down the stairs. The former felt much more rageful

have you met anyone with a daughter-in-law who sleeps until the afternoon? vor works hard daily, yet she doesn’t even consider helping She’s a sloth, so why did you tell the chef to prepare food for her? In my opinion, you should let her starve. That’ll teach her

like an annoying aunt lecturing her niece. Her hateful tone was

in once because you felt sick? Did Gunnar punish you by starving you to death if you did? That must be

“Also, are you sick? You look fit as a fiddle with your rosy cheeks, you little brat.” Bonnie scoffed. “I didn’t know you’re capable of telling whether or