Mrs. Marsh's Revealed Identities

Chapter 161 Giving Her A Hard Time

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"Have a taste. It's yummy..." Clap! Before Jennifer could finished her words, Aubree had raised the bowl and smashed it to the floor.

Both Pippa and Jennifer were startled.

The floor was in a mess with the broken pieces scattering here and there. The noddle soup splashed on Jennifer's clothes.

It hurt, both physically and mentally.

"Clean this up right now!" Aubree looked down at her and said, "Make another one!" Then, she walked towards the living room.

Pippa looked at Jennifer worriedly and followed her.

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Looking at the mess in the dining room and the red tomato soup, Jennifer suddenly felt exhausted.

But she had to cheer herself up.

Make another one it was.

Therefore, she cleaned up the floor, went back to the kitchen and made a sandwich. The kids loved her sandwich.

She had confidence in her cooking, but Aubree kept giving her a hard time.

She invited Aubree over, and Aubree walked into the dining room again.

Aubree bent over and smelled the sandwich. She frowned and threw it into the trash can. "It's not right! Are you fooling me?" Then she looked at Jennifer intimidatingly, "If you can't do your job, get out of here and don't show up in front ofagain!" Jennifer wouldn't leave until lvan cback.

She had promised him that she would cure Aubree.

"I will make another one," Jennifer said in a calm manner, "May | know what you'd like to eat, Madam?" "I don't have anything | want to eat now. My chest feels tight." Aubree said slowly, "If you can impresswith your cooking, you win." Then, she left again.

Jennifer stood beside the dining table for two whole minutes. How was she going to move someone who hated her? Aubree hated her so much. No matter what she did, Aubree wouldn't like her.

Jennifer turned around, walked into the kitchen and started cooking again.

She didn't have a good sleep last night, so she was a bit tired now.

In the huge living room.

Pippa helped Aubree sit down on the sofa and she hesitated a moment before saying, "Ma'am, don't get mad. It's bad for your health." "Don't worry, | won't," Aubree said with a sullen look on her face, "I just wanted her to quit herself. I've told her millions of times that Catherine is the only one who deserves to be Ivan's wife. She just never listens!" "But she's Darcie now, not Jennifer," Pippa replied, "Just let her do her researches. She could help you, ma'am." "She has enough tto do that. Relax.” Aubree had a plan.

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When Jennifer finished cooking the porridge, Pippa told her that Aubree had gone upstairs for a nap.

Holding the porridge, Jennifer was stunned for a while.

"Mrs. Marsh, are you okay?" Pippa felt sorry for her. "You should have breakfast before ma'am comes downstairs. | don't think she wants to eat anything now." "I don't want breakfast,” Jennifer smiled. "I put this into the thermos for her. When she wakes up, tell her to drink it. She can dislike me, but it's not necessary to harm herself." Then, Pippa watched her go into the kitchen and get busy again...

Jennifer went upstairs to Ivan's bedroom and found a syringe and the nutrition dose.

She injected a dose for herself and then went to the research room.

There was still tbefore lunchtime, she needed to develop better medicine.

When she was doing her research, she bechighly concentrated.

It only took her two hours to succeed in making an ointment for facial skin repair. A joyful smile appeared on her face.

As if having forgotten how she had been treated by Aubree just now, she held the ointment and went downstairs cheerfully.

Hearing the footsteps, Aubree, who was sitting on the sofa, raised his head and looked at Jennifer with sharp gaze.

Jennifer walked to her and said, "Ma'am, I've just developed this new medicine for facial skin. Please have a try." "It's tyou make lunch,” Aubree gave her a cold glance and said, "lI must have my lunch before twelve o'clock.” Jennifer turned to look at the clock on the wall. It was already half past eleven! MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 mmMwWLLIOfiflO& 1 MMMWWLIIOIfIO&1 MULL TO £2 E1061 mmMwWLIiIOfiflO&1

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