Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 285

Chapter 285

Sadie glanced at the simmering pot on the stove, then back at Millie with a puzzled look. "Ms. Millie, the chicken soup isn't ready yet. What are you doing?"

"Just do as I say and stop asking questions," Millie snapped back, her impatience clear.

It didn't matter to her whether the soup was fully cooked or not; Beverley probably wouldn't drink it anyway.

And if she did, all the better. Maybe it would make her sick!

In the hospital room, Millie didn't bother knocking; she just barged in.

"Beverley, I've brought you some chicken soup," she announced, trying her best to sound caring.

Beverley's headache, which had just started to ease, came roaring back at the sight of her. Dizzy and angry, she snapped, "Who asked you to come? I don't want to see you. Get out!"

Millie kept up her façade of sincerity. "Beverley, I'm here to apologize. I was out of line yesterday, and I shouldn't have snapped at you. Look, I made this chicken soup for you this morning. It's still warm, should be good for your health."

Beverley scoffed. "Apologize? That's like a weasel coming to wish the chickens a happy new year. You're the last person I'd accept anything from, let alone your soup."

convinced it

never wavered, though inwardly she wished the old lady would just

Millie unscrewed the thermos, poured the soup into a clean bowl, and offered it with both hands. "Beverley, you're being unfair to me. I truly am sorry. This soup took two hours to make. It's very nutritious. Please, have some—" Before she could finish, Beverley's hand shot out, knocking

"Get out! I don't want your damned soup. Who knows if you've

ejected from the

the worst of it, her white summer dress, a new design from Dior, was splattered with soup. She frowned, attempting to wipe it off with a tissue, but it was no use. She gave up, thinking of the untouched designer clothes still in her closet.

Stepping outside, Millie suddenly

her phone. She tried to open a chat with Murray

blocked.

a text instead, attaching a

sincerely apologized. I'm sorry.] Unsurprisingly,

shrugged it off, pocketing her

about to get into her car, a chilly voice

she

Her future sister-in-law.

smile on her face and approached her,

waste a word; her slap

Millie was stunned.