Resent, Reject, Regret by Aqua Summers

Chapter 771

I Think We're Getting Along "Uh, what did you use to wash it? Seriously, can you stop bringing all sorts of weird sh*t from your place to our house? My grandfather's health is at stake here! Even a single germ on that thing you called a bag might hurt him, and you bet your *as you’re not gonna be able to foot his hospital bill!"

Helplessly, Deirdre took the food out of the bag while Julia-not so much holding it but pinching it between her fingers-dropped the bag into the garbage bin.

"What's that supposed to be?" she asked, her eyes set on Deirdre's hands.

"My dinner," she answered.

I can't fault you for thinking ahead. Your food isn't included in our agreement," she remarked. "You can put your food inside our fridge and then microwave it in the evening. Go.” "But my food's still steaming. It's not good to store it in the fridge when it’s still hot." Deirdre hesitated for a moment and pulled the lid open.

cool. She was about to set her lunchbox on

Julia’s. She caught

embarrass me by showing off your food!" "You... haven't had your lunch?" Deirdre was genuinely surprised. It was almost 3:00 p.m. She mulled over a thought for a while before offering," Hey, eat it. It's still steaming!" "Eew! Who

for you. I'm really good at cooking, so it would be a pretty big problem if you tasted my dinner this one time and fell in love with it. Then

did your parents forget to teach you not to toot your own horn?" "Even if I'm exaggerating, you won't know. You're not going to eat it anyway." "Oh yeah!?" Julia widened her eyes and snatched the lunchbox away from Deirdre. "You’re on, lady! What kind of 5-star delicacy can a visually- impaired person make, anyway?

mouth-and the gate to her stomach seemed to just swing open. She started wolfing down the whole thing

I don't like food that is too