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“Of course not. It’s not like you don’t have anything to eat. Your brother prepared a table full of dishes for you right there, so get back to where you came from and finish your meal.” Charles pointed at Toby and turned Tyler away.

Tyler glared at him and said, “I’m not talking to you, so who are you to answer me?”

“I am Sonia’s boyfriend, which is all the reason I need to answer your question.” Charles wrapped his arm around Sonia’s shoulders, to which the latter didn’t show any sign of resistance. When Sonia didn’t back away, Charles appeared to be even more complacent. “So, how is it going to be? Do you have a problem with that now?”

Tyler was piqued as he immediately turned his attention to Sonia and sympathetically begged her to let him eat. “Sonia, I’m really hungry now, so can I have some of your cooking? Pretty please.” He placed his palms together and put on a pitiful look on his face.

At that moment, Tyler’s reaction reminded Sonia of a poodle she reared many years ago. Back in the day, the puppy would behave sympathetically by raising both of its front paws to beg for something to eat, just like what Tyler was doing. Therefore, Sonia’s pity eventually got the better of her as she pointed at the empty seat and said, “Alright, help yourself.”

“Yeah, you’re the best, Sonia!” Tyler happily scampered to the kitchen to grab himself a fork and spoon.

“Are you really going to let him eat, darling?” Charles looked at Sonia in disbelief, while Zane and Rebecca seemed to be as surprised as Toby did. After all, they all knew that she once said she would make the Fuller Family pay for what they did to her. Therefore, they didn’t understand why she’d let Tyler have her cooking.

“Yes, of course,” Sonia answered.

knitted his eyebrows and asked. In the meantime, Toby pricked up his ears to listen closely because he was also curious to know how Sonia would answer Charles’ question as

too complicated. The way he looked just reminded me of Bucky.” Sonia smiled while the

Charles tried to recall how Bucky looked from a long time ago

up, asking with a desperate voice while fixing his gaze on Sonia with a tense

was so agitated. Before both of them could tell him that Bucky was actually just a poodle, Tina suddenly bent over and buried her head under the table while

patted her back and asked in a concerned manner, “How do you

I must have caught a cold, so would you please walk me to my room?” Tina gazed at

“Sure.” Toby nodded.

she heaved a sigh of relief on the inside. In fact, she had long known that Bucky was a poodle from Toby’s letters that she read earlier. Therefore, she was taken aback by his reaction when he heard Sonia suddenly mention Bucky. Because of that, she was grateful that she was able to interrupt their conversation and prevent them from going further about Bucky. Otherwise, Toby would know that the ‘Bucky’ he was asking was, in fact, the same poodle Sonia was referring to. If that happened, he would know that Sonia was the one who had been corresponding with

asked when he returned from the kitchen with his

responded by pointing upstairs. “They’re back to their room, so you should go back to yours too. Forget

at Charles and proceeded to sit down, whereupon he started enjoying

into his mouth, he felt so touched that tears almost rolled down his face. “Now, this is what I call ‘food’,”

his happiness didn’t last long when Sonia decided to rain on his parade after putting down her fork and knife. “Remember

eyes widened

this meal. I cooked the dishes while Rebecca rinsed the vegetables; Charles took

looked down and said, “Alright, I get

on Tyler’s

“Are you

you say.” Sonia stood up from her seat and headed upstairs to her

they were gone, Tyler was left alone at the table as he

……

off her bed and headed to the kettle on the table to pour herself a glass of water, only to realize it was empty. Helpless, she reluctantly decided to step out of the room and head downstairs to quench her thirst. At that moment, there was

Sonia subconsciously held onto the railing beside her as she didn’t dare to move a muscle. After all, she couldn’t see anything in the dark, which would probably expose her to risks of getting

the dark with her phone’s flashlight. Soon, the door was open, whereupon footsteps were heard and accompanied by a ray of light that

less tense. She then looked at the person who was approaching her and asked, “Is that you, Charles?” While the person was shining on the floor with the flashlight, the poor lighting made it even harder for