A Call That Changed Her Entire Life

"Only God knows what goes on in this madman's mind. Perhaps he will cook up an unpalatable breakfast," Rita taunted David, as she glanced at him with mischief.

David, however, didn't feel embarrassed at all. He gently placed the hot pot on the table.

Emily and Rita looked at the pot and found chopped herb-medicines and vegetables in the porridge. They were all minced meticulously so that the two women could not make out what kind of herb-medicines and vegetables there were in the pot. The unpleasant smell of the medicine in the porridge eventually spread out in the dinning room.

Now, Emily was ready to believe what Rita was saying about David's cooking. Not only did the dish not look appetizing at all, even the porridge seemed a bit burnt. Emily felt hopeless, and yet she optimistically convinced herself that may be the porridge would make up for its unappealing smell with its surprisingly good taste...

"What the hell is that?" Rita exclaimed with a disgusted expression on her face.

David sighed and rubbed his nose. Even he couldn't help admitting to himself that the porridge in the pot could hardly be presented as food. "You told me that you've been suffering from menstrual cramps recently. So I consulted an old herbalist doctor and got this herbal prescription from him. This pot of porridge was cooked according to the prescription. Regardless of how it looks, this herbal porridge will do good to your health," he explained.

"Are you sure it will do good to my health? I think I will probably suffer a serious case of food poisoning after I eat it," Rita answered, as she covered her nose with her hands.

David quickly replied, "It's safe to eat. Really. I've tasted it."

David's interaction with Rita was so entertaining that Emily could not help but burst into laughter. The depressive thoughts of Jacob gradually faded away from her mind in this fun-filled, loving atmosphere.

Under David's expectant gaze, Rita reached out to fill the bowl with porridge, with a doubtful expression on her face, before tasting it...

"Well, what do you think?" he asked. David, who had never cooked anything in his life before, looked like a student waiting for his homework to be evaluated by his teacher.

Rita's face turned green, and even though she did not speak, she frowned at him with an obvious expression of disgust on her face. She couldn't even find the words to describe the taste of the porridge.

On the other hand, Rita's lack of consideration, upset David, as it was a severe blow to his pride and confidence.

Disheartened, David wanted to sit down and rest for a while, but since the seats beside Rita were already taken by Emily and Dylan, he had no choice but to sit right across Rita.

and apologized sincerely, "Emily, I'm sorry for what happened last night. I shouldn't have

a few seconds before she figured out what he was talking about. "That's all right..." she replied.

guilt, because she had kept the truth about why Jacob wanted to kill the unborn child

that fact that she had done something shameful, but she

this child was out of the question for Emily, so she couldn't let Jacob know

she apologized in her heart.

there's anything that I can help you with in the future, just tell me. I will do my best to help you. You can stay

not the right time to tell them the truth. She forced

Emily. We are friends," David replied, as he took a stealthy glance at Rita's face, only to be caught by her eyes looking straight at him. David raised his eyebrows and gave Rita a complacent look, which hinted that he was

see his smug face, thinking that it was immature for an adult to strive for her praise and compliments all the time. She

tasted the porridge, his face turned green. He spat it all out within a second and then started crying in

minute. It was the only way he knew

his baby son's repugnance for the porridge he had cooked himself, but he

But it tasted good to him when

eyes. If everyone found the porridge absolutely repulsive, he

a heavy burden on her

also afraid of getting food poisoning, as she looked at the porridge

the function of invigorating the circulation of blood, right? Emily can't eat that due to her pregnancy," Rita reminded,

hope, was now completely dim. Hopeless and crushed, he said, "Okay, I got it. I'm just

right, I don't think it's that bad. Maybe we can all eat it together," Rita said, looking at the pot of black porridge with reluctance and

her menstrual cramps, he made an effort and sought help from an

first time he had ever cooked anything in his life... Rita remembered when she learned how to cook just so she could please him, but unfortunately, she

could not stop herself from thinking about what she had sacrificed for him before. The memories used to make her upset and as a consequence, she wanted to make him suffer

had soft hearts. Even if Rita's heart was cold as ice,