The Breaking Point of Love

The Scent of 87

Chapter 87

Although Martha spoke sternly, she still shot a glare at Trevor.

Trevor remained unfazed and didn’t react. He didn’t need another reminder; he simply picked up a dish and placed some food on Celeste’s plate.

Celeste responded, “Thank you.”

Martha then mentioned that she had brought a variety of health supplements for them. After dinner, she planned to personally oversee the preparation of some nourishing soups for Celeste and Trevor.

Celeste couldn’t refuse and could only nod in agreement.

Martha had spent time in Yorkhaven in her younger years and had mastered the art of making rich, slow–cooked broths.

After dinner, she went to the kitchen to personally guide the staff in preparing the tonics. When Celeste tried to help, Martha simply pushed her out of the kitchen.

Left with no other choice, Celeste sat down on the couch.

Jordyn and Trevor were also there–one focused on her Artisan’s Puzzle, the other on his phone, busy with work. The room was silent.

At that moment, Matthias messaged Celeste about something work–related. After seeing the content, she immediately replied, fully absorbed in the discussion.

She was so focused that she didn’t even notice when Martha walked out of the kitchen.

Trevor, however, had already put down his phone.

that, Celeste quickly

of them, sighed, and muttered,

sob

else to say, she sat beside

“Just some work–related matters.”

can discuss work with him, can’t you? Or is he just decoration

froze for a moment. She didn’t mention

She glanced at Trevor.

to correct Martha or tell her that

if she found out,

and then pulled both Celeste and Trevor

Martha grow tired. “I’m going to take a bath and get some rest. When the soup is ready, don’t forget to

respond when she suddenly realized the implication of Martha’s words. She hesitated and turned

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“Grandina is planning to

“What?” Celeste was stunned.

“I’m heading to

left without waiting for

downstairs and pulled Celeste upstairs to help her solve her

with her before Hannah arrived, carrying a tray. “Mrs. Fleming, the

down one

it, saying, “Thank