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Chapter 30 What Are You Looking At?

Chapter 30 What Are You Looking At?

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Donald and Hecate arrived home one after the other. They were aware that Angela was going to cook medicinal food, but since she didn’t want to elaborate, they didn’t inquire further and quickly changed the subject.

Noticing that Emilia didn’t bring up the matter again, Angela felt relieved and somewhat surprised.

In her memory, Emilia was a person who was petty and mean.

When she was ten years old, she came to Donald’s house to play with her cousin Queenie. Queenie gave her half of an apple to share, but when she turned around, she saw Emilia, whom she had just met, frowning and staring at her.

Later, she heard from the neighbors‘ gossip about Grandma’s opinion of her-

“An unwanted child with no manners, just coming to her daughter’s house to freeload. She’s nothing but a glutton who gets greedy at the sight of an apple.”

The adults openly mocked her, traumatizing Angela because she was just a child.

Fortunately, Emilia returned to her hometown shortly after, and Angela gradually began to enjoy visiting Donald’s place.

Now, Angela was no longer the child who could only be ridiculed by others, but the house hadn’t been renovated yet, so she had to stay at Donald’s house for the time being. She didn’t want any conflicts with Grandma that would create an uncomfortable atmosphere at home. As long as Emilia didn’t cause trouble, Angela was content to be at ease.

There were no classes the next morning, so after studying at home for a while, she went to the market and selected a plump and delicious sea bass. She asked the vendor to clean it and brought it home to make sea bass soup with lily and cinnamon–vine.

When she opened the plastic jar where she had stored the dried lilies yesterday, she was taken aback. She didn’t know if it was her imagination, but she felt that there were fewer dried lilies in the jar than when she put them in yesterday.

Initially, Angela didn’t pay much attention to it, but when she opened the box of dried cinnamon–vine and the box of wolfberries, she realized something was amiss. Each of them had less. She did mention to her family that she could use these ingredients for cooking… but the meals they made last night and this morning didn’t include any of them.

to work, and Emilia had gone to the park to exercise with the other

bowl of sea bass soup with lilies and cinnamon–vine was ready. Angela didn’t know how much food Jonathan could eat, so

arrangements with Sebastian yesterday, Angela had already asked for Jonathan’s address. It turned out to be in a residential area near the

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place was actually very close to her grandmother’s house, just around the corner. Behind her grandmother’s house was a villa area guarded by security personnel at the entrance. It was

a decade

inside. It was a beautiful autumn day,

and pointed to a villa in front,

a standalone villa that seemed out of place. Not to mention the simple exterior design of the villa; even the small garden outside was bare. Compared to

This… is Jonathan’s home?

a daze, Sebastian had already unlocked the door and greeted her with a

following him. Even though she didn’t intend to explore, she couldn’t help but be taken aback by the strong minimalist style of the

Jonathan lived alone, but the house was excessively monotonous. Every empty space was devoid of any decoration, and even the dining table only

villa. It was beyond minimalistic. If someone didn’t know any better,

Sebastian by her side, Angela didn’t feel too overwhelmed. However, when Sebastian entered the room to inform Jonathan, she was left standing outside alone. A sudden wave of loneliness

the door again and said with a smile, “Angela,

saw Jonathan’s handsome face, which made her inexplicably nervous. She raised the lunchbox in her

slightly

period, I have mainly prepared nourishing meals for

his gaze and accepted the paper she handed over. When Angela wrote those instructions, she hoped that Jonathan wouldn’t suffer