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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.”

Sonia sat upright in her seat to look at

and replied, “This is a medicine effective for a sudden cough. Miss Reed, you must feel the discomfort of your lungs after the cough a moment ago. This pill

Mary’s words. “Thank you, Madam Mary. That’s exactly what

go, then” Mary’s smile

and put it in her mouth as she raised her chin. Toby

the glass and drank the pill with

nose, Toby shifted his eyes away in guilt as he knew the

his guilty look, Rose scoffed in disdain. “You should’ve minded your words. What do you mean by ‘the water to wash pot’? That’s nonsense! Look what you’ve done to

nodded hastily in agreement. “That’s right! Don’t you

she was when

his words were echoing in her mind, and the impression

Sonia had no idea about what her response

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

Rose’s expression sank at his words. “Mary helped me to ask the family chef to prepare this. How dare you degrade

was the wate—I mean, nourishing soup made

“Well, the soup—”

pants under the stone table

are basic ingredients for soup, but

drink it. ” Rose scowled, impatiently urging Toby and sounding as if she would feed him the whole bowl of soup in one gulp if he

and I don’t think its taste would be any better. However, it certainly won’t be the water that cleaned the pot. You’re

in agreement, Mary chimed in, “Miss Reed is right. Young Master Toby, you should drink it. It’s good

eyes were

compromise. He grabbed the bowl with furrowed brows, taking a breath before he shut his

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