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Chapter 1172 The Soup Has a Terrible Taste

Sonia put her spoon down and turned to Toby. Pursing his thin lips in conflict, he spoke after a while. “It’s not like that.”

“If so, why do you keep staring at it and not drinking?” The smile dropped from Rose’s face, to which he replied in resignation, “Grandma, does the soup look edible to you?”

He pointed to the bowl in front of him. Rose, however, only replied in dismissal, “The soup is made for you, so what do you think?” Toby took a deep breath upon hearing that. “If it is as you say, then why is my soup different from Little Leaf’s?”

“He’s right, Grandma.” Sonia nodded. “It is obvious that mine is chicken soup, but I can’t tell what his soup is, and it’s weird. Why can’t we get the same soup?”

Judging by its smell, Sonia could tell it must have a terrible taste without drinking it. Besides, it had an unnatural color. I wonder why Grandma made Toby this kind of soup. I doubt it is useful to the body. Sonia was utterly suspicious about the soup.

Hearing Sonia take his side, Toby was touched. That’s my wife! She’s showing consideration for me the whole time, unlike Grandma. Watching the soup in the bowl, Toby felt his stomach churn.

He doubted that Rose wanted to help him nourish his body. Instead, he was sure she wanted to poison him.

Taking note of the young ones’ suspicion and confusion, Rose sighed. “You’re good at imagining things. I didn’t give you the same soup because they have different effects. Sonny is a woman, and a female’s body is different from a man’s, which is why she’s drinking the chicken soup. It was good to have the chicken soup after the menstruation phase or exhaustion. You, being a man, have no need to drink it.”

As she finished her words, Rose rolled her eyes at him. Toby pursed his thin lips before he muttered, “I don’t mind what hers is. What I’m curious about is mine. Did I get served the water to wash the pot that cooked the chicken soup?”

Sonia choked at his words before she coughed heavily until her cheeks flushed and tears hung on her eyelashes, which made others worried about her. “What’s wrong, Sonny?” Feeling worried, Rose put her cup aside before she attempted to rise to her feet and check on Sonia.

However, Mary was more worried about Rose. As the latter stood, Mary pressed Rose’s shoulder to put her back in the seat. “Don’t worry, Madam. Just sit here. I’ll check on her.”

At that, Mary walked toward Sonia. On her side, Sonia’s well-being occupied Toby’s mind. As soon as she coughed, he left his seat and embraced her in his arms. He patted her back to help her with her breathing.

After a moment, Sonia’s breath finally calmed down, and relaxed with his help. At that moment, Mary handed over something to her. “Here you go, Miss Reed. Have this.”

in her seat to look at Mary’s eyes. After coughing, she had a raspy voice, and it sounded pitiful to the

sudden cough. Miss Reed, you must feel the discomfort of your lungs after the cough a moment ago. This pill will

Madam Mary. That’s exactly

go, then” Mary’s

hummed before she took the pill from Mary and put it in her mouth as she raised her chin. Toby passed

him, Sonia took the glass and drank the pill

of his nose, Toby shifted his eyes away in guilt as he knew the reason why she choked. Thus, he was avoiding

words. What do you mean

“That’s right! Don’t

when she heard Toby’s

about that. However, his words were echoing in her mind, and the impression of the soup was a bowl of water to

had no idea about

Toby cast her a glance before he turned back to Rose. “Don’t tell me you don’t think they look the

his words. “Mary helped me to ask the family chef to prepare this. How dare you degrade it? It is made with various

the wate—I mean,

“Well, the soup—”

Mary could finish, Rose tugged her pants under the stone table

telling her something. Mary’s eyes shifted quick-wittedly before she smiled. “There are basic ingredients for

your nonsense; just drink it. ” Rose scowled, impatiently urging Toby and sounding as if she would feed him the

and I don’t think its taste would be any

chimed in, “Miss Reed is right. Young Master Toby, you

speak, but her eyes were staring

had no choice but to compromise. He grabbed the bowl with furrowed brows, taking a breath before he shut his eyes and took

all, no matter the appearance, the soup was a kind gesture from his grandmother. Thus, he must drink it, regardless of the ingredients of