Unwanted Care

Joanna looked at Daphne angrily. "What the hell was that? Am I not qualified to drink your oatmeal?"

Daphne shook her head in a panic, "No. This oatmeal is for Coralie. I can cook it for you if you want to drink it."

She said that with guilt.

Coralie's face was slightly sullen. At this moment, the air was filled with the smell of oatmeal, and it smelt bad.

And it also smelt weird.

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