Chapter 39
Since Isabella was mostly fine, she likely wouldn’t need to stay the night here
The porridge was still simmering in the pot. Maggie sat for a while before heading downstairs Aunt Sara was in the kitchen.
saving.
keep an eye on the fire. Madam, you must be tired, so please sit down and rest.
When Maggie left the kitchen, she saw Franklin sitting on the living room sofa reading the newspaper
When he saw her, he glanced over, but quickly returned his attention to the paper.
Maggie hesitated for a moment.
In the past, she would have sat down next to him, trying to spend s
some quiet time together without disturbing hum
But now…
They had nothing left to talk about..
With that thought, she turned and headed upstairs, and Franklin didn’t call after her.
However, Maggie couldn’t help feeling a bit puzzled.
She Had expected him to confront her about “bullying Julia with Johnny, but he didn’t say anything at all
Maggie had just gone upstairs when Isabella woke up, looking pale and coming out of her room to find her. “Mommy hungry, is the porridge ready?”
“Almost done.” Maggie asked Aunt Sara, “Is it still cooking?”
Aunt Sara smiled. “No, it’s done.”
Maggie felt relieved and went back into the kitchen. After five or six minutes, she popped her head out and said to Isabella. *Bella, the porridge is ready.”
Maggie served the porridge and was about to leave when she noticed that Franklin had followed her over
Isabella looked at the single bowl of porridge and asked. “Mommy, why is there only one bowl? Shouldn’t Daddy eat too?”
Maggie hadn’t expected that Franklin would want some as well. Before she could speak, Aunt Sara smiled and said. “Till get
another bowl.”
Maggie wasn’t planning to eat, but it was her habit to make extra. Isabella didn’t eat much, so if both she and Franklin had some, it would be enough.
She served the porridge, then quietly sat down to eat..
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Isabella took a sip and smiled, her eyes squinting with satisfaction. I have had them
Aunt Sara similed, “Now that you’re back in the country, you can have it whenever you want?
“Mmmm!”
Isabella listened, her thoughts briefly interrupted, but she didn’t say anything
yaklin sat opposite her, and he didn’t speak either.
Isabella, however, was very happy. She seemed to think of something and leaned over to Maggle hero Mommy, can you sleep with me tonight?”
Maggie was about to refuse, but when she saw how pale Isabella still looked, the agreed. “Okay”
Isabella only had one bowl, and Franklin didn’t eat much either. The porridge in the pot wasn’t used when they left the dining room.
Isabella, who was particular about cleanliness, insisted on taking a bath even though she had a cold.
Maggie was worried she might catch a chill, so she had to go in and supervise her.
After Isabella finished her bath, Maggie hesitated for a moment, then turned and went to the master bedroom
Franklin wasn’t there.
Maggie thought her things had already been cleared out by Franklin, but when she entered the room she saw that nothing had changed since she had left.
Some of her personal items, like slippers, hand cream, face cream, and a water cup, were still in their usual places, with no sign of any changes. It was as if she had never left.
Maggie entered the walk–in closet and opened the sliding door, only to find that her things hadn’t been touched either.
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