The three of them sat down at the dining table again.
"So you're not his girlfriend?" Mrs. Cox asked sullenly.
Lowering her head, Emma answered, "I'm sorry."
She had no idea about why she had to apologize, but she felt guilty when confronting Mrs. Cox.
Jaquan was literally speechless when he got everything clear. "Mom, are you serious? How much do you want me to have a girlfriend!"
"Shut up." Mrs. Cox was furious. After packing up, she took the key and turned around to leave. Walking through the hallway, she saw the garbage bag that Emma had packed. Mrs. Cox thought Emma was really the best girl she had met in the recent years. Thus she turned around to look at Emma. "Miss, if you want to have fish soup, welcome to come here. I would like to cook for you."
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