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Chapter 94
"You're right, Miss Young. I neglected my duty as Tyler's wife."
Vicky made no excuses and swiftly agreed to her oversight. "Thank you for reminding me. I'll pay extra
attention and would never allow such things to happen again."
She then turned her head to look at Tyler. "Honey, I'm sorry I've neglected you, but it won't happen
again."
Sheila's face stiffened. She unconsciously tightened her hand that was holding the lunch bag. When
she saw the cutlery Tyler was holding, her expression darkened even more, i
If she had not entered the office, Tyler would eat the food Vicky brought for him. She looked at the food
in the lunch box, and her eyes wavered. Once again, she gazed at Vicky.
"Since Tyler's stomach isn't feeling well, he shouldn't eat anything that will upset his stomach. There
are some foods that Miss Shaw brought that aren't suitable for you. Miss Shaw, why don't you let Tyler
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇteat the food I prepared for him for lunch today?" Sheila put a smile back on her face and opened up the
lunch box she brought.
The delicious aroma dispersed into the air of the office, and the presentation of the food looked
extremely appealing. Heart and effect had poured into the preparation.
Vicky cooked for Tyler before, so she knew Tyler's taste buds. The foods Sheila prepared were all
Tyler's favorite dishes. Perhaps Sheila truly knew Tyler's stomach was causing him problems, so the
lunch she prepared was healthier and more appetizing than what Vicky brought.
Vicky's hand was injured. Although it was not serious, her recovery would take longer if her hand was
in contact with water. Thus, she did not want to burden her hand and had Nanny Paterson prepare
lunch today.
Nanny Paterson was a good chef, but she was not as good as Vicky. Moreover, she did not know
Tyler's stomach was upset, so the dishes prepared were not made in consideration of Tyler's upset
stomach. Among the four dishes, two of the dishes were not suitable for people with stomach issues.
Sheila, on the other hand, specially prepared a meal that was good for digestion. Thus, Vicky did not
have a valid reason to reject Sheila's proposal.
Once Sheila placed all of the dishes out, she pretended to think of something all of a sudden. She
asked carefully, "Miss Shaw, you won't mind, would you?"
It was a classic question from a goody-two-shoes-just like how an angelic b*tch would ask someone
else's husband out and show it off to the husband's wife.
"I can't find anyone else to help me out. Your husband was the only one who was willing to help me.
"You're a kind person. I bet you won't mind, right?"
If Vicky said she minded, it meant that she was a selfish person that disregarded her husband's health
because of jealousy. However, if she said she did not mind...
Well, no woman in this world was willing to see her husband eating another lunch prepared by another
woman.
Vicky did not want to choose either, so she stayed quiet.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSheila smiled more vibrantly, knowing Vicky was in a tough spot. She wanted to force Vicky to make a
choice, thus she repeated herself, "Miss Shaw, I'm sure you wont be angry about it, right?"
Before Vicky could say anything, Tyler-who had been quiet the whole time -suddenly spoke, "Sheila."
Sheila turned to look at Tyler. Her voice was soft, but her eyes looked anxious and panicked. "It has
been many years. I don't know if my cooking is still the same and if you still like the food I prepared..."
It was a very simple sentence, but it contained a lot of information.
Sheila used to cook for Tyler, and Tyler liked the food she cooked.
Vicky's eye fell on the faint smile on Sheila's face.
While Sasha dealt bodily harm to her, the injuries Sheila left on her were all aimed straight at her heart.
Swift, accurate, and left no room for relief.
Often, men could not tell any problem from those conversations. To women, it was so hurtful like
something was stuck in the throat that made them feel suffocated.