Resent, Reject, Regret

Chapter 771 I Think We’re Getting Along

“Uh, what did you use to wash it? Seriously, can you stop bringing all sorts of weird sh*t from your place to our house? My grandfather’s health is at stake here! Even a single germ on that thing you called a bag might hurt him, and you bet your *as you’re not gonna be able to foot his hospital bill!”

Helplessly, Deirdre took the food out of the bag while Julia-not so much holding it but pinching it between her fingers-dropped the bag into the garbage bin.

“What’s that supposed to be?” she asked, her eyes set on Deirdre’s hands.

“My dinner,” she answered.

Julia snorted. “Well, guess I can’t fault you for thinking ahead. Your food isn’t included in our agreement,” she remarked. “You can put your food inside our fridge and then microwave it in the evening. Go.” “But my food’s still steaming. It’s not good to store it in the fridge when it’s still hot.” Deirdre hesitated for a moment and pulled the lid open.

“I should cool it first.”

cool. She was about to

Julia’s. She caught the

froze while the girl felt her cheeks burn a little. “Urgh, did you do this on purpose!? You knew I haven’t had my lunch

surprised. It was almost 3:00 p.m. She mulled over a thought for a while before offering,” Hey, eat it. It’s still steaming!”

in or where you made it. Maybe it’s got bugs or germs or something!” Julia protested with her chin held high and put on her firmest,

would be a pretty big problem if you tasted my dinner this

parents forget to teach you not to toot your own horn?” “Even if I’m exaggerating, you won’t know. You’re not going

impaired person make, anyway? If I reach for the salt bottle

put it in her mouth-and the gate to her stomach seemed to just swing open. She started wolfing down the whole thing until all it was left was the empty lunchbox, and still, she looked

poured a glass of water for her. “Was it too bland? I don’t like food that is too flavorful, so

flustered. Even she knew better than putting on

try next week? I’ll make an extra portion for you.” “For real!?” cried Julia, her eyes twinkling for a