Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me

Nonetheless, it became apparent Elspeth didn’t have much of an appetite. She would even space out now and then.

Unable to take it anymore, Arthur knocked on the table, forcing the young woman to return to reality. “I know you can’t take the news, but you don’t have to react so dramatically to it, do you?”

Wow, heartless much? Sure, no, go ahead, give my bloody heart another stab!

Elspeth snorted disdainfully in response. Instead of entertaining his mockery, she grabbed a bread roll and shoved it into his mouth. “Eat your food. No talking at the dinner table.”

Meanwhile, Isabel poked at her food worryingly but dared not say a word when she saw Elspeth had flipped out just like that.

Realizing she was behaving rather hostile, Elspeth toned it down a little, then turned to Isabel and handed her the medication. “Here, Isabel. Eat this starting tonight. Coupled with the beauty cream I gave you the other time, the scar on your face should be gone in less than two weeks.”

At that, Isabel put her cutleries down and thanked Elspeth joyously while taking the medication from the latter, “Thanks, Elspeth. Got it. I’ll certainly take them on time.”

“Alright, we’re all family here. There’s no need for thanks.”

While speaking, Elspeth glanced at Arthur from the corner of her eyes. Seeing that the man had his head buried in his food like he saw nothing else, she hit the roof again.

At that, she stomped his feet.

Arthur, on the other hand, only as much as quirked a brow when he felt the force coming from his feet. “What’s wrong? Is the dinner not to your liking?”

To that, Elspeth asked with a half-smile, “Arthur Winthrop, when are you going to start treating my mother?”

She had come to realize that the man wouldn’t say a word about it no matter how she asked him privately. Thus, she decided to just lay it on the table.

it coming. He glanced at Helena and pulled a subtle

looked bewilderedly at Elspeth. “Did

smile in response, never expecting to fall into another one

I forgot to ask about this.” She made a random excuse, and as

was evidently much harder than the last. It was as though she was questioning why he

to an end, and the joyful Isabel

Helena watched the TV, Elspeth went out for a stroll, and when Helena saw her daughter stepping out of the door, she hinted at Arthur with her gaze. “Dr. Winthrop, Elspeth seems to be in a bad mood. Why don’t you talk to her for me? There are many things I can’t get an answer out of as

and

even better if they became closer because

Miss Joneson. I’ll talk

grabbed a jacket from the couch and

night winds in this season were strong, and

She looked so tiny that it was

Yet, she wears

her shoulders. However, Elspeth didn’t plan to look up,

know you must feel terrible after

sad at all,” Elspeth answered clumsily. She didn’t cry; it just sounded

“Are you sure?”

I’m not

“Okay, if you insist.”

up and threw the jacket back at him, questioning,

jacket, Arthur looked at her and smiled while holding his forehead. “Life would be boring if

“Bullsh*t.”

at all, for she could always sense a subtle frostiness

hand, wasn’t bothered at all as he sat on the steps next to her. “Let me ask you this. What