“She’s asleep.” Holland sat on the sofa. His tone was calm.
“Then, should I wake Madam up?” Auntie Siti asked awkwardly. “Today, Madam specially ordered a few ingredients to be sent over. From what I heard, Madam probably wants to make it herself.”
Holland’s body stiffened. His face was expressionless, but he was extremely excited. “Let her sleep first.”
She was going to cook personally? Was she planning to make it for him? In the end, she found out that he wasn’t coming back, so she called him in pain?
On the second floor…
Chloe opened her eyes in a daze. She realized that she had surely cried herself to sleep. Thinking of the things that she had done, she wanted to slap herself.
Why did she always do stupid things? Could it be that there was too much water in her brai
