When fate plays its hand (Miranda)

Chapter 0298

Chapter 0298

Evelyn sputtered, “What?”

“If you’re not pregnant, why are you drinking the chicken soup? It doesn’t seem right to compete with a pregnant woman for food, right?” Ingrid asked.

“There’s a whole pot of soup. Do you think you can finish it all by yourself?” Evelyn thought Ingrid must not be in her right mind. How could she say something so ridiculous?

“I can finish it.”

“What exactly are you trying to say?”

Ingrid dropped the pretense. “Since you made the chicken soup for me, it would be best if no one else drinks it. Don’t you agree?”

“Fine.” Evelyn slammed the bowl down with a cold smile and said, “Take your time and enjoy the soup, then!” After saying that, she turned and left.

Ingrid raised an eyebrow smugly. She sneered in disgu fter glancing at the two bowls of soup on the table. She got up and went to her room without touch

“Why didn’t you drink the soup?” Evelyn demanded.

iem.

Ingrid yawned as she had just woken up from a nap. “I suddenly don’t feel like drinking it. Is that a problem?”

“You…”

my room next time? You suddenly showing up like this might scare

at a loss for

sat in the living

around the garden, as it would be good for the baby.

free, why don’t you go and buy me some meatballs? I want to

looked out the large window. The

Westside and the round trip would take nearly two hours. The shops would be closed by then! Even if they were still open,

probably closed at this hour. If you want to eat meatballs, I’ll get Martha to make some for you

good as the store–bought ones. The shop closes at 11:00 pm. If

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eat it?” Ingrid asked. “It’s the baby who wants to eat it, not me. If you don’t go, fine.

your grandchild who will be affected. The doctor also said that

go, or we can just use

innocently and said, “But my baby sald he specifically wants to eat meatballs bought by his grandmother. What do

was speechless at Ingrid’s

expression. “Well, forget it. That’s just how it is for a child who isn’t loved. Oh, my stomach seems to

muscles in her face twitching from holding herself back. “I will go and buy

angrily, ‘Go to

with a smile, “Sarah, can you wash a plate of cherries

to Martha. “Martha, I

cook. I’d like to

frowned. “But Mrs. Johnson just

for her to return? I want to eat them

Mrs. Johnson and ask her to come back? Since there’s no need to buy