Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal’s Gone With The Money

Chapter 612

Matthew knew that his parents would discuss his behavior at length after he ended the call, so he did not bother with further explanations. Regardless of his financial standing, he was, in fact, living off others at present.

With these thoughts in mind, he opened Mrs, Quier’s WhatsApp and sent a message. [I’ll bring her home to meet you during the holidays]

In what felt like the blink of an eye, it was already afternoon. After lunch, Cynthia checked on Joshua’s condition. Finding his fever had completely subsided, she felt greatly relieved.

Joshua, who had not eaten hunch, had been sleeping heavily. Now that his fever had broken, he was starting to feel hungry. Cynthia, I’m hungry,” he mumbled.

“There’s some food saved for you. Get up and eat,” she said.

Captain had specifically left the meal, Cynthia had planned to prepare a simple meal for Joshua once he was better or perhaps order takeout. However, Captain had already left a portion for Joshua, ready to be eaten as soon as he woke up.

As Joshua sat down at the table and eyed the delicious spread of dishes, he immediately knew Matthew had prepared them. After a few meals, he could easily identify Matthew’s culinary style.

ahead and eat, and after you finish, you

part of him refusing to comply. Eating food prepared by a love rival felt

he began, drawing out his

recovered, Cynthia softened her tone. “What’s wrong?

eat this,” Joshua confessed. While Matthew’s cooking was certainly delicious, he preferred food prepared by Cynthia. “I would like some porridge.”

her mind involuntarily replaying the Captain’s words

in thought. He did not want to reveal his

asked, sticking to the advice given

responded. From his observations over the past few days, Cynthia’s cooking skills appeared to be average. Requesting a complex dish might

surprised, Captain had even predicted this.

lunch, the Captain had briefed her about Joshua’s potential dislike for the meal on the table and had suggested some

prepared earlier by Captain in her hand, she walked into the kitchen and then out to serve it to Joshua. Joshua seemed somewhat taken aback, but with the porridge already before him, he felt obliged to eat it obediently. Otherwise, Cynthia might suspect something strange about

quite satisfied. Although the taste was a bit bland,

began, tidying up the bowls and chopsticks after the meal. She suddenly wanted to

him