Chapter 123: 095: Use the person’s own way to deal with their own body_2
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Viola Thompson had pushed things to the extre this ti.
Doing so would only make him hate her more and more.
Viola first went to a clothing store to buy a new outfit and then headed to the dicine market.
An hour later, she had bought all the needed dicinal herbs and returned to the apartnt.
As soon as she pressed the doorbell, the door opened.
Mantou, the cat, was the one who opened the door. “Mantou.” Viola reached out to pet its little head.
“ow! ”
Mantou seed happy to see Viola after being apart for a day.
The aroma of food wafted through the air, whetting her appetite.
Viola held Mantou and followed the sll of food to the kitchen, where she saw a man busily cooking.
It was Terrence Lentz preparing dinner.
Coming ho from school and seeing soone busy cooking was an ordinary scene in daily life.
But this kind of atmosphere was sothing Viola had only experienced in her dreams.
In her dreams, the person cooking was her father.
His face was blurry.
But he seed kind, satisfying her fantasy about her father.
Her mother, on the other hand, would take her school bag and ask with a smile, “Tired today?”
Looking at the man’s tall and straight figure, Viola’s eyes curved, and a certain spot in her heart was instantly filled with warmth.
At that mont, Terrence glanced back, “You’re ho from school?”
The steam in the kitchen cast a soft glow on his sharp features, making him appear like an immortal from heaven.
“Yes.” Viola nodded slightly.
“Wash your hands and get ready for dinner,” Terrence continued.
“Okay.”
Viola put Mantou down and went to the bathroom.
She washed her hands thoroughly.
When she returned from washing her hands, Terrence had already put the cooked dishes on the table.
Three main dishes and one soup.
Braised beef with potatoes, red-braised fish, stir-fried tofu with green peppers, and a vegetable tofu soup.
These were simple ho-cooked dishes, but the presentation and aroma were top-notch.
Viola’s appetite was instantly whetted, and she looked up with a smile, “Your cooking skills are quite good.”
“Just passable,” Terrence replied as he sat across from Viola.
Viola picked up a piece of fish.
It had no fishy taste and was incredibly tender. When she gently bit into it, there was a subtle hint of Sichuan peppercorn, creating a clear layering of flavors.
“This is really delicious!” Viola was very satisfied with the delicious food, “You’re being too modest.”
Terrence also picked up a piece of fish, suddenly feeling that his cooking skills had improved quite a bit.
“All I can cook is instant noodles,” Viola continued, “Would you mind teaching so of your cooking skills when you have ti?”
“Of course.” Terrence nodded slightly.
At that mont, Terrence continued, “By the way, I found you a place to live.”
“Really?” Viola was sowhat surprised.
She hadn’t expected Terrence to have already taken care of the housing situation within a day.
“Yes.” Terrence served Viola a bowl of vegetable tofu soup, “l found a first-floor apartnt with a small garden that’s only half a kiloter from your school. We can go see it after dinner.”
“Okay.”
After dinner.
Both of them went to Elegant Garden together.
Terrence had found Viola a one-bedroom apartnt.
The apartnt had a total of 70 square ters and ca with a small study.
Viola opened the balcony door and saw a small garden.
The garden was small, about 10 square ters.
As the sun set, a golden light draped over the small courtyard.
Viola had already ford so pictures in her mind and said with a smile, “l want to put up a parasol here, then put a small table underneath. In my free ti, 1 can have tea and read here. I’ll plant climbing roses on the walls and so green plants here and there…”
Terrence took note of all her requests and asked, “Is there anything else you want to add inside the house?”
“Not much. We just need a cat climbing fra.”
Terrence said, “The climbing fra is on the way.”
“That’s good. I don’t think there’s anything else that’s missing right now.” Terrence nodded slightly, “You can move in on your days off this weekend.” “Okay.” Viola had no objections.
The next day at noon, Viola took half a day off to go for acupuncture at the hospital.
Alabama Tuchman and Cheryl Forrest were waiting for Viola at the hospital entrance.
“Miss Thompson, over here!”
Viola walked over with her dical box, “Mr. Tuchman, Madam Tuchman.’
Cheryl looked at Viola with teary eyes and said, “Miss Thompson, after you left last night, our baby’s condition suddenly deteriorated. The doctor told us to be ntally prepared…”
As a mother, hearing this kind of news was her worst fear.
Viola looked at Cheryl, “Don’t worry, let’s first check on your child’s condition..
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