Hung Up On My Girl

Hiram said in a childish voice. A trace

e a flash of lightning t

helpless wry smile. She had conceived a child, but she didn't eve

g to be a mother to s

" she asked as she took a deep

am started to enumerate the name of

n a soft voice, "It's not good for you to eat greasy food early in t

ure that they will all be ready at the table by that time." Hiram had always been sel

rmed out of the bedroom with his

been following Alice closely. From time

couldn't help reminding, "If Hiram doesn't see all the dishes h

e brought Alice ba

she didn't know whether to laugh or to cry. Her main responsibility was t

d. Where is

ession on her face relaxed. She breathed a sigh o

s at work, she spared some time to learn how to co

for Hiram wouldn't be a

ded Alice, afraid that Hiram might get irritated. She was

hates l

een pepper i

couldn't be prepared for Hiram. Alice put down the lettuc

s to talk about being hired by a child. "Hiram doesn't have a mot

xpression in the servant's eyes changed as she subconsci

possible?" Alice asked. She r

out of time now." The servant obviously didn't care about how Alice felt. Taking a look at the

ered. But in the end, she added lots of "forbidden" ingredients

wed up in the dining r

ng table. And as the dishes with bright colors were present

, Alice naturally waited

then looked at Alice and asked, "Why are there lettuce and green pepper in the food

ped a beat. But she was a 23-year-old adult. How c

o I added some vegetables even without your permission," Alice ans

cook again," Hira

uth was, Alice deliberately went against Hiram's orders. She hoped th

e realized that what she said made sense.

e into eating food I don't like." Hiram was

ng things I don't like. A mother who dotes on her children should always be li

." When Alice saw the servant taking away the dishes she had carefully prepare

ink like you, the farmers will definitely cry. Don't you know that the more rich people waste, the greater the demand will be? Then products can

d Alice. She couldn't help ask

mphantly and elegantly. "Because my

d never met such a seriou

ch distorted views in life, sh

butler around all had a look of indulgence, worship, and obsession. I

shes should stay on the table instead

e servants' shocked and anxious

id, "Well, is Hiram always this... willful?" She wanted to say extravagant, arrogant, and unreasonable. But she didn't want to so