Chapter 168

During those three years with the Linwood family, each winter felt like an

insurmountable challenge for her. If May hadn't discovered her late-night bouts of gastric pain and incessant vomiting, often preparing her some easy-to-digest pasta or warm broth to soothe her stomach, she feared she might have

succumbed to the pain.

Even then, she naively worried about Ethan's stomach issues, passing on the recipe for a nourishing soup to May, hoping she would prepare it for him whenever she couldn't take care of Brian herself.

After Claire went to prison, May continued to follow her instructions and made the soup for Ethan. However, as May grew older and without Claire's constant reminders, Ethan only got to enjoy it once in a while. Over time, his stomach troubles returned.

Hearing the servant's words, Ethan's face turned dark. "Then go make it for me. I want it exactly as it used to be."

I don't want to. It takes over two hours to make, needing constant attention and

soup for over two hours? What's more, May sacrificed her own rest to do

pang; it seemed he wouldn't be having the soup that

expression. "Sir, we're not sure where you keep your medicine

threatening to drown him. Helpless, he curled up on the sofa, his hands clutching his abdomen, his

left the room, leaving it in

gaze hollow and unfocused. No soup, no medication.

the pain finally subsided, night had already fallen. Ethan slowly got up,

himself a glass of warm water. The warmth

before he moved, not back

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