"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.

frowned when he saw the food. He then asked, "These are my

made most when we were at the University of Pollerton. You'd even have a few bowls of

silent, and so did

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

it. However, everyone noticed that he stopped after a few bites. Instead, he took the milk and sandwich that Sigrun had prepared

room

staying here with Ian for half a year, and he has never asked me to prepare these for breakfast. He prefers milk

Susan did not speak.

into his breakfast as if nothing was happening around him, in a daze. All of a sudden, a thought entered her mind, and the feelings of remorse and sorrow nearly suffocated

who made it. He has never been picky, and he always polished everything off his plate. That's why

a long, long time,

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

began lecturing her brother once she went down

Sigrun did not

to

"But..."

it.

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

brought the oatmeal back

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

the young woman who was still defending her, she felt even worse-she realized

What have I done?

went to the supermarket, she made a call to

ask what Ian usually likes to eat. What about Vivian? I was thinking of cooking something for

I see. Sure, I'll tell

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