I never paid much attention to Fiora Hawthorne, but there was no ignoring her constant theatrics right in front of me.
Each morning, I have a habit of drinking a bowl of collagen-rich bone broth soup. It is nourishing and good for one's complexion.
Fiora's tears began streaming down her face.
"I thought I would never get to eat a proper meal for the rest of my life, let alone know what collagen-rich bone broth soup tastes like."
My mother-in-law comforted her with obvious concern. "All of that is behind you now. From now on, you can have whatever you wish, and you will never go hungry again. If you want a bowl of collagen-rich bone broth soup, I will buy some for you another day."
But Fiora kept her eyes fixed on the bowl in front of me, speaking in a soft, pitiful tone.
"Isn't Isol
