Chapter 308 "Delicious." "Really?" Claire's eyes lit up instantly.
"Yes, really." "I'm glad you like it, Mr. Foster." She never imagined her very first attempt at making a simple noodle soup would earn such high praise. Maybe, she thought, she really did have a knack for cooking.
Claire felt a surge of happiness as she picked up her fork and took another bite.
The rich aroma of the broth, mingled with the fresh taste of parsley and a hint of sesoil, made her eyes narrow with contentment.
No matter how many times she had this dish, it was always her favorite.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtPerhaps it was because, during her bleakest winter, May had made her this noodle soup, warming her through the coldest nights.
Whenever the weather turned chilly, this was the taste she craved most.
As Claire ate, lost in her memories, she failed to notice the wide-eyed stares Aberdeen and Grace exchanged as they watched Sean take another bite. It was as if they'd just witnessed something unbelievable.
The two shared a glance, clearly wanting to say something, but seeing Claire's happy expression, they quietly swallowed their words.
Claire's health had never been great, and her stomach was left weak from her twith the Linwood family. She ate slowly, savoring each bite. By the tshe finished a single mouthful and looked up, she realized Sean had already finished his bowl.
Surprised, but even more delighted, she offered, "Would you like smore, Mr. Foster? I can make you another bowl." Sean quickly waved her off. "No, thank you. I have work to get back to. You take your tand enjoy." With that, he stood and turned to leave.
Claire called after him, "Mr. Foster, why don't you take Jeffry with you? I'm not going out today, and I'd feel better knowing he was with you." "Alright," Sean agreed, his long strides carrying him swiftly out the door.
*** In the car.
Sean leaned back in his seat, exhaustion written across his face. He loosened his tie, revealing angry red welts spreading over his neck and collarbone.
From the driver's seat, Jeffry Moore glanced at him through the rearview mirror and gasped, "Sir, did you eat parsley?" Jeffry knew all too well that Sean was severely allergic-even a hint of parsley would leave him covered in hives. Sean let out a heavy breath. "Find a pharmacy." *** Back at the Foster estate.
After lunch, Claire turned to Aberdeen. "Grandma, I need to head out with May for a bit." "But didn't you just say you were staying in today?" Aberdeen asked, puzzled.
Claire had, in fact, told Sean she wouldn't be leaving the house. The whole point was to have Jeffry accompany him, so she could slip out unnoticed. Otherwise, Jeffry would tail her everywhere.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Mandy just called," Claire improvised. "There's a school event for parents, so I thought I'd go with May and check it out." "I see," the old woman replied, relieved. A trip to Mandy's school didn't sound dangerous, so she nodded her approval.
Once they'd left the estate, May looked at Claire, confusion on her face. "Miss Claire, why did you lie to Mrs. Foster just now?" Claire's expression turned serious. "May, I want to go to the hospital for a full check-up." May's face lit up. "That's great news!" But then she noticed the heaviness in Claire's eyes.
"I know my own body," Claire murmured. "If...if something's wrong, I don't want Grandma or Mr. Foster to worry. They've already done enough for me."
She lowered her gaze, her voice tinged with sorrow. "If I'd never met Mr. Foster might never have had En.
the chance to get justice for myself." "And Grandma keeps hoping I'll end up with Mr. Foster, but with my health... I don't deserve him."
"I spent all night thinking about it. If I recover, that would be wonderfull But Want if I can't Idon't want to hold Mr.
Foster back." May blinked back tears, her heart aching.
Life had thrown so much hardship at Claire, and yet she still managed to keep her heart gentle and grateful.
"Alright," May said quietly. "I'll go with you to the hospital."