Spoiled By The Mighty After Dumping The Fuckboy

Amanda Jewell can’t cook. Iverson Byran has always known this.

However, there is not much technical content in boiling soup. All the ingredients should be cleaned and put in order to stew. Basically, you can do it with your hands.

The next morning, Amanda Jewell cooked a pot of beef soup herself and sent it to the hospital.

By noon, it was just time for lunch.

“The beef soup you asked for.”

Amanda Jewell raised the dining table on the hospital bed and put the thermos on it. “Drink, the secret beef soup I stewed myself, there is absolutely no artificial hand.”

It’s just a little spice.

Unscrew the lid of the thermos, and the smell of pepper comes to my face. Amanda Jewell’s heart thumped.

Oh, no, it seems a little too much.

“Ahem, that, the pepper is fresh and a little more. Do you mind?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

Iverson Byran picked up a spoon, scooped it up and put it in his mouth.

Amanda Jewell’s eyes stared at him for a moment, and her heart was ready for him to spit it out and turn against herself. After all, she had added five tablespoons of salt to this soup, and she had to die after a sip.

Unexpectedly, Iverson Byran actually finished the spoonful and praised, “It tastes good.”

Amanda Jewell’s temple jumped with it.

Did she hear you right?

She finished the soup and tasted it herself, but the salty soup could not be swallowed at all. He actually said it was good?

Watching Iverson Byran drink spoonfuls after spoonfuls without changing his face, Amanda Jewell’s face got worse and worse. “Stop drinking!”

She grabbed the thermos. “Don’t you have a sense of taste? Is this soup delicious? What’s delicious? So salty. ”

Iverson Byran is a person who has just finished stomach surgery. She can’t eat such a heavy bite at all. Originally, she just wanted him to have a taste and then threw up, so she wouldn’t ask her to cook and make soup again, but she didn’t expect him to be so tolerant.

“Just to let me wait on you here, as for making such a big sacrifice? Don’t you want to die? ”

The questions echoed in the ward, and Amanda Jewell hadn’t been so angry for a long time.

Iverson Byran looked at her quietly, and there was no mood fluctuation in her calm eyes.

When Amanda Jewell finished scolding, he said faintly, “I really think it’s delicious. Give it to me.”

With that, he held out his hand towards Amanda Jewell.

Amanda Jewell was furious. “Drink my ass!”Property belongs to Nôvel(D)r/ama.Org.

With that, she directly carried all the pots of soup into the bathroom, and soon came the sound of toilet flushing.

Iverson Byran leaned against the bed, not angry at all, and even some warm colors floated in his dark eyes.

After the soup was poured out, Amanda Jewell left the hospital without saying hello.

Theo came to the ward to see Iverson Byran. “Haven’t you eaten yet? I brought you a soup.”

“I am not hungry.”

“Amanda asked me to order it. It’s a Cantonese restaurant that she is used to. Don’t you want to try it?”

Iverson Byran immediately looked up from behind the magazine.

Theo opened the dining table and unpacked the packaged pigeon soup. Just after opening it, the room was filled with rich fresh fragrance.

Iverson Byran tasted it a few times, and it tasted salty and light, suitable for his taste and his condition.

When Theo was lying on the sofa with his arms in his arms, he looked at Iverson Byran with a pair of eyes and only shook his head. “If she hadn’t asked me to make it, are you going to starve yourself?”

“She won’t let me starve to death.”

“You knew she wouldn’t leave you alone? Bitter? ”

Theo mused, “Yes, Amanda is a soft eater.”

“She’s not.”

Iverson Byran corrected, “It’s a matter of principle. She doesn’t eat hard or soft.”

Theo asked curiously, “What happened between you two three years ago, was it a matter of principle or non-principle?”

Iverson Byran’s eyes suddenly tightened and cooled down.

Theo closed his mouth and looked complicated.

Even though it’s been three years, no one dares to mention the disappearance and death of his daughter in front of Iverson Byran. Even then, Theo just beat about the bush.

“It’s not a good way to deal with a lot of things without talking about them,” Shi Theo said primly. “I advise you to explain everything that should be explained clearly. Don’t expect others to fully understand you, let alone Amanda Jewell now.”

“I know, you don’t need to remind me.”

“I don’t care about your business, but I’ll ask one more question. Does Su Yingxue know about your coming to Pu City?”

Iverson Byran’s eyebrows jumped twice.

Theo sighed. “Being a brother or a friend reminds you not to repeat the same mistakes.”

“……”

Ducco at this time.

The Byran Family old house.

The sun is shining in the yard. A boy of three or five years old is chasing butterflies in the yard. He stumbles with small steps and gives out cheerful laughter from time to time.

All of a sudden, a careless foot didn’t step steadily, and suddenly fell towards the ground.

The servants who followed all went white with fear.

The little boy cried with a loud cry, “Woo hoo-”

“What’s the matter?”

A figure came out of the house when he heard the sound. When he saw his son fall to the ground, he immediately changed his face. His voice rose an octave and became sharp and harsh. “How do you take care of him more and more?”

“I’m sorry Miss Su, Young Master had to chase butterflies, but I didn’t stop him. This one was not careful …”

“Accidentally? Why did you accidentally fall? What’s your use? ”

The servant’s scolded dog’s blood drenched his head, so he dared not say another word.

Su Yingxue picked up her son and felt distressed. “The more you stop crying, the more you see where you fell?”

Although the boy is only three years old, he is well fed, chubby like a round chopping block, and has a bad temper. With Su Yingxue’s doting, he is fearless.

He wailed twice and grunted, “It hurts so much that I want them to catch butterflies for me.”

“What’s so interesting about butterflies? Come on, let’s go to grandma, ok? Grandma there are talking parrots. ”

“No, no, no, I want butterflies!”

Saying that, the boy actually threw himself on the ground, “I want butterflies.”

Su Yingxue was helpless, stomping his feet, “Don’t you hurry to catch it!”

Suddenly, seven or eight servants in a yard ran to the garden to fly butterflies. A group of people were in a hurry, either hitting their heads or their legs, and some even threw a dog to eat shit.

The little boy clapped his hands and laughed. “Hahahaha, stupid, you guys are stupid.”

Su Yingxue didn’t think there was anything wrong with his son doing this at all. Instead, he gloated, coaxed his son to get up and go into the house to change clothes, and warned, “Do you remember what your mother told you? What will you say when you see grandma later? ”

Bo Xiyue held his precious butterfly bottle and perfunctorily said, “I know, say two nice words to make grandma happy.”

“What else?”

“And … tell grandma that I miss my father.”

“How clever!”

Su Yingxue touched his son’s head, but his eyes slowly tightened.

She knows very well that if Iverson Byran is left alone in Pu City again, maybe he won’t be alone when he comes back.