Chapter 1791

Wenham's voice echoed from the kitchen, asking if the soup was ready. "Coming,” Darcie replied while swiftly deleting all the messages on her phone. She gracefully carried the hot soup to the dining area.

"Let Sandra handle these matters moving forward."

Wenham wiped his hands and continued, "It’s getting cold, and the food will cool down during all the back-and-forth."

"Sandra has been busy all night. She's currently having dinner. We shouldn't trouble her with these minor tasks," Darcie said as she filled another bowl of hot soup for Wenham. "Plus, I'm used to it. I took care of your mom, remember? It's not a big deal."

Wenham paused upon hearing that and refrained from saying anything more.

family, finding help for such tiring work was easy as long as the pay was

of illness had transformed her. She often verbally abused her caregivers, and despite the high salary offered by the Saun family, no caregiver

insults. Even in the face of daily sarcastic remarks, she continued to provide meticulous care

an episode, a gesture he, as her

just ill. Bedridden for years and fretting over her son's future, Eleanor grew tired,

in to look after Eleanor. Despite enduring daily verbal abuse, she remained

She claimed that a virtuous woman such as Darcie would undoubtedly nurture her descendants after her

was willing to provide her with money, ensuring she and her daughter had a carefree life. However, Darcie refused, stating

to take care of

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