My Sister Mate

parent’s kitchen. Walking into the restaurant, she put on an apron, checking the dishes and the ones, needed. Lila

dad?” Lilah quickly asked an

since she was only a baby. And customers tha

nd kitchen preparing stew steaks.” Mr. Tade, a lanky-looking, mid-a

ed him to avoid tha

ve her a tight-lipped smil

ir in a ponytail and rushed to the seco

ed the kitchen

if she did not know. “What are you doin

for this, darling.” He po

Aren't you tired?” She not

k. I should be the one askin

he restroom. Take a shower and rest.” She advised. “

ing the servers. Buzz me whenever you need me.”

y, D

. Looking back at him, a worrisome look clouded Lilah’s face. As it is, her dad is asthmatic, and the doctor advised h

ed both kitchens, making sure the customers were well served. Most of the customers leave

ing home, Lilah had a shower and walked into her room with a purple nightgown. She was drying her blue-black

screen, she s

essing the answer button.

urgent came up and

, baby

g story short, my mum got admitted to the hospital and I’m

od! What

She helped my mum to the hospital earlier today. The thing is Mr. Boris, my supervisor, a

hy?” Lila

mother’s side. Her health condition wo

e. So what

ard you the important documents tonight. All you have to do

r low voice gav

, Lee! You’v

ht.” Lilah's v

s excited voice exclaime

ck on the bed as an exas

ll mirror before texting Conan about it. It was a day trip to Winchester Mystery House in San Jose.

ng for Asher in the parking lot. She dialled hi

hrew her phone back into her bag, not bothering to call him again. Lilah just prayed he had

walked out of the parking lot. About to leave, a black Lexus LS car zoomed in. If not

ack to where he packed. “Good mornin

face gave. Making a rumbling sensation in the depths of her s

what’s that?” He gave

... this is pork meat. My dad asked me to buy and drop it off befor

ah placed the bag of meat on the passenger

was a silent drive. Lilah turned to him, noticing his dead-p

him. Only if he’d come earlier.’ Lilah hissed mentally, holding the pee.

u left a

ushed and replied to him. “Yes.

How long w

noticed Asher’s glare at her. Rais

She texted him up with a smiley-face emoj

. The morning sun was bright, anyway. Lilah put it on, winding down his black, t

flin

ou doing?”

just tr

tion or something?

cial expression. She just took off her dark shades

her head in defeat and placing t

ing on the road. “Imagine chatting while on a business trip. Becaus

ords echoed in her head. ‘Sorry for yourself.

care about me.” Her trembling voice rumbled out the word

to my mate ever again! I wish I had never met y

ust leave,

car in a screech. Lilah felt Asher’s fixated f

mpetent staff in Sure West. What angers me the most is

Why do you hat

ou are to Asena. You’re just a

as her bleeding eyes gave

ut of

aring at him w

self, Lilah. I have a m

Just so you know, Asena brought food for you every day when she was alive and you l

the tears that obstructed her vision and looked at the floor. She noticed the pig’s blood migh

rant. After that, she helped with the cooking, not bothering to go back

. Conan called if she had gotten there. She told him that Asher had got a better replacement. Although she hated t