"Woah, Aunt Susan, you're amazing. That means well get to eat both Kurt's and your cooking in the future!"

"What's the matter? Are you losing interest in my food after eating my cooking for so long?" a certain someone grumbled.

The girl quickly consoled, "Of course not. How can I possibly do that? My Kurt's cooking is the tastiest of all. Come on, let's go wash up now.

She was getting more and more shameless in flaunting her relationship.

Even Susan's face was red as she watched them.

Soon, Ian and Sigrun came out as well. Sigrun was equally delighted to see the scrumptious meal.

"Oh my god, Ms. Susan, you're amazing! You've actually made so much delicious food!"

"It's nothing. They're just normal homecooked dishes." Susan quickly shook her head humbly.

However, just as she said that, the girl named Sigrun began studying the breakfast spread.

"I think Ian will like the sandwich and milk. I'll get some condensed milk for you."

With that said, she went to the refrigerator for the condensed milk.

When Susan noticed that, she took out the pot of oatmeal she had prepared earlier from the kitchen and put it in front of Ian.

"He doesn't eat that. He prefers oatmeal. Come, Ian, eat up. These are your favorites. I've even made a plate full of steamed buns for you."

Susan then smiled as she served the dishes.

Sigrun, who was In front of the refrigerator, froze. Then, she turned to look at the two of them.

food. He then

the oatmeal I made most when we were at the University of Pollerton. You'd even have a few bowls of it every time I make

fell silent, and

had just come out of the room upstairs, lowered their heads

he stopped after a few bites. Instead, he took the milk and sandwich that Sigrun

living room

remembered it wrongly? We've been staying here with Ian for half a year, and he has never asked me to prepare these for breakfast. He prefers milk and sandwiches," Sigrun

Susan did not speak.

was happening around him, in a daze. All of a sudden, a thought entered her mind, and the feelings of remorse

He ate anything I made for him as long as I'm the one who made it. He has never been picky, and he always

to the kitchen. For a long, long time, she never

for you early in the morning. How can you be so mean? Even if you don't like them, you

lecturing her brother once she went down the

Sigrun did not agree with

Vivian, how is he supposed to eat it if he doesn't like

"But..."

it. I'll eat it

at the side, interrupted them. After frowning and asking them to keep

brought the oatmeal back

need to be sad anymore. I've taught Ian a lesson, and he says he'll

woman who was still defending her, she felt even worse-she realized she could not

What have I done?

supermarket, she made

like to ask what Ian usually likes to eat. What about Vivian? I was thinking of cooking something for them. They said it's been a long time since they've

I see. Sure, I'll tell you right

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