You're The Best Medicine For Me

The people at the next table heard Amelia’s startled cry and turned their heads to look at her. Mildred, who was busy eating, looked up at Amelia. Shirley too looked up at Amelia with astonishment.

Amelia’s seat was wet with soup, and there was even a large soup stain on her thigh area.

Mildred laughed gleefully, “Ms. Jones, why are you so careless? You won’t have another dress to change for getting it dirty this time.”

Amelia went very red, damn Mildred…

Bryan carried Jacob and got up, saying, “It was me who accidentally spilt the soup just now. I’m really sorry, Ms. Jones. Why don’t you go to the bathroom and clean it up?”

The crowd expressed their envy hearing this. For the first time, so many people wanted to have their soup spilt on them.

Meanwhile, Amelia felt classy for Bryan’s attitude, and she even believed that the soup spilling on her was worth it when she saw a group of women focused on her with envy.

Amelia secretly glanced at Mildred, thinking that Mildred was actually fond of Bryan. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have repeatedly been tit-for-tat with her. But, what was the use of liking him? In the end, it was Amelia who sat next to Bryan.

“It’s fine. Mr. Moore, you have your meal first. I’ll let someone clean up the place.” Amelia said warmly and delicately.

She then beckoned the waiter to come over and clean up the area, padding it with a clean serviette before going to the washroom.

After Amelia had left, Mildred stood up and went around to Amelia’s place with her plate. She placed her cutlery down and asked the waiter to move Amelia’s plate away. She then went to Shirley’s side and lifted the children’s high chair.

Shirley hurriedly grabbed the chair and said, “What are you doing?”

“Letting my nephew sit with me.” Saying this, Mildred tugged the chair hard and placed it in the middle of Bryan’s seat and hers. She patted the chair, saying, “Come, Jacob. Sit here.”

Jacob instantly gave her a thumbs up.

Sure enough, it was really worthy of Aunt Mildred.

happily sat in the middle, just that

couldn’t help but hold her forehead

out that Mildred was creating conflicts and the chance for the father to

absolutely her

Shirley’s clothes were tugged by

turned her head to look at Kevin’s side. Emma was grabbing her clothes, gazing longingly at Jacob, and saying in a naive voice, “Mommy, I want to

finger at the middle of Bryan

refused, carrying Emma, together with the high chair, to

exclaimed, “Kevin, you can’t spoil the

a seat.” Kevin held the chair with both hands,

her and Bryan, she quickly got up and moved out of the way

joyful smile. She put her hands

returned with

Emma’s bowl to her. Just as Shirley looked at Jacob’s side, Bryan turned out to be looking

lowered her head

two kids on each side of

not long after, Bryan found out that

taking care of Emma anymore, Kevin took care of Shirley

without bones into Shirley’s bowl, then thoughtfully poured her a cup of juice and even served her soup when her soup ran

with that man? So intimate that they could just share the same chopsticks to

picked up the fried squid, Bryan also swiftly grabbed his chopsticks and picked up several squids, placing them into Shirley’s bowl. And

staring at the two pairs of chopsticks placed in Shirley’s bowl. And they could

it was

And before she could react, Bryan withdrew his chopsticks first and put each

looked up at Bryan, saying, “Mr. Moore, what do you mean

you

out a