Remedy For Love novel Chapter 6

Malcolm's eyes followed the figure of Poppi into the kitchen. He understood why his grandmother loved these childish jokes. But what he couldn't figure out was, where did Poppi even hearthem?

"Malcolm, how have you been doing?"

"Not bad, I guess."

"Well, that puts me at ease in the days to come..."

In the living room, the old lady went on and on talking to her grandson. Although the matters seemed trivial, Malcolm listened carefully and said a few words every now and then. He appeared to be very warm towards her.

Hearing their conversation, Cora stood by their side quietly. She only looked at him while observing their interaction in silence. She was not only responsible for taking care of the old lady but had also become a bodyguard for her personal safety gradually. She had never expected to be anything more than that.

Meanwhile, Poppi rolled up her sleeves, tied her hair up, and began cooking in the kitchen. Luckily, the maid came in to lend her a helping hand.

"Madam, please don't mind if our old lady is quite cranky. In fact, she has been looking forward to your visit for a long time. She asked you to cook because she loves eating them. When you were not here, she missed you almost every day!"

A timid smile appeared on Poppi's face, shifting from her previously cheery aura. She said, "I know that Grandma has a soft heart behind her sharp tongue. She really likes me very much, doesn't she?"

"You bet." The servant nodded her head and added, "Our young master is so lucky to marry such a good woman like you."

Hearing this, Poppi paused and said, "You may be right."

Poppi had always lived a meticulous life. In order to meet her preference for food, she had trained herself to be a good cook. She was always pleased to see delicious dishes being prepared by her own hands.

"Grandma, are the dishes I cooked so delicious that you can't wait to taste them?" Poppi came out of the kitchen holding the last dish and saw the old lady already sitting at the table. She asked her the question fondly while flashing her a smile.

"You wish!" In a rage, she put down the chopsticks and said, "I just want to check if it is well-cooked or not! Humph!"

Poppi smiled at her again and said nothing. She then called to Malcolm, "Honey, time to eat!"

Malcolm cast her a warning glance. Poppi shrugged and repeated, "Malcolm, come here to eat."

Malcolm's face still didn't look good.

"Cora, Sean, come sit and have dinner with us. There are so many dishes and we couldn't finish them all by ourselves." Poppi invited the two people who had been standing in the living room in silence.

"You want me to dine with them?" The old lady protested and said proudly, "This is for me. You have to ask me if you want to eat. You couldn't just ask them to eat here."

Poppi stuck out her tongue at the old lady. Malcolm's grandmother was the daughter of a wealthy family. She had a traditional mentality when it came to respect, and she would never eat with these so-called servants. When Poppi met the old lady for the first time, she couldn't accept her attitude. But she found out later on that the old lady was, in fact, very nice to servants. It had just been her habit for so many years that caused her to come off as a little arrogant. But when Poppi thought about it carefully, she was cute after all.

"Okay, let's eat!" Malcolm said in a plain voice as he sat down at the table first.

Poppi sat next to Malcolm and told them, "It's not nice to have you wait now. I prepared all this food in the kitchen for you. Please help yourselves and enjoy your dinner there!"

The old lady snorted, "Don't pretend to be nice."