Moved by Brad, Eileen smiled.
She laughed more merrily than ever before and said, "Thank you, my sweetie."
Brad's words made Eileen feel that the past eight years had not been in vain and that tolerance was worthwhile.
Then, Brad left the kitchen to play.
Eileen, who had done the dishes, looked over at Luke, who was leisurely on the sofa with his leg crossed, "We’ve divorced, so I have no obligation to cook for you. And here’s not the free canteen, all the food is bought with money. It may not mean much to you as the president of Bennington Corporation, but I'm rather short of it!" That was the truth, and she meant it. She had no job, no income, and little savings.
Moreover, she was sick and needed money.
Suddenly, Luke's countenance changed.
His anger finally overflowed, and he sneered with disdain, "So you mean you're gonna broke because I eat some of your food!"
"God, I'm not reduced to mendicancy. It's just a meal. TH pay you now!"
He took out his wallet from his trousers pocket, took some cash at random, and put them on the table.
When was he ever treated like this?
He just had a meal and was asked for money?
If it was not for a typhoon, how could he stay there?
Eileen only took a little cash and gave the rest back.
Eileen did not know when the typhoon would end.
On the one hand, she hoped it could end later so that she would have more time with Brad.
On the other hand, she hoped it could end a s soon as possible so that Luke could leave.
Eileen was conflicted.
Her phone received a news report at 20:00.
It was reported that the typhoon and rainstorm would stop the next morning.
Her insides suddenly felt like mush.
But she adjusted herself soon.
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