Chapter 93
As soon as Charlie said that, the others turned their gazes to Maeve.
Maeve hastily stopped thinking about it. Touching her burning cheeks, she said, “I probably caught a cold.”
“You mustn’t underestimate colds. I’ll ask Zee to take you to the hospital later.”
Next to Maeve, Lyra was eager to create opportunities for the two to be alone together.
Maeve shook her head. “It’s nothing serious. I’ll be fine in a while.”
Lyra sat Maeve down, Zion’s breakfast was quite simple, but the other three had way more nutrition than necessary on their plates.
Maeve and Lyra had just drunk alcohol yesterday, so they were craving something greasy and spicy. They got to have spicy seafood soup for breakfast, so it worked up quite the appetite for them
Zion only took a few bites before getting up and clearing his dishes. Noticing that he had grabbed his coat and was heading out, Charlie asked, “Where are you going, getting up so early in the morning?”
“I’m going out for a while.”
With that, Zion closed the door of the house.
Charlie mumbled, “Is he going to the market or something?”
Lyra was exasperated. “You’re hopeless!”
Maeve ate her breakfast quietly. After about half an hour, Zion came back with a large shopping bag in his hand.
Charlie stared at the shopping bag Zion was carrying, stunned. Sometime later, he asked, “Did you… actually go to the market?”
Zion placed the shopping bag on the table. From the shopping bag, he took out bananas, grapes, apples, milk, yogurt, and two bags of dried fruits.
“For the hangovers.”
Zion’s voice was calm as if he was talking about something extremely common. Then, he picked up a fruit knife and began peeling an apple.
Lyra looked at Charlie in excitement. “My brother is really something! I’ve underestimated him!”
“That’s nothing! I can peel apples for you too!”
“Peeling apples isn’t the point! Ugh, you know nothing!”
Lyra and Charlie started bickering in private.
Zion was quite good with the knife. He casually peeled an apple to perfection, and he even carefully cut it
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into small pieces before serving it to Maeve.
Lyra teased him on purpose. “Oh, dear, we’ve been siblings for so many years, but I’ve never seen you take the initiative to peel apples for me. I’m so jealous.”
“Calm down. I’m peeling one for you right now, aren’t I?”
Charlie grinned as he peeled an apple for Lyra at the side.
Lyra glared at Charlie, signaling for him to quit causing trouble. As expected, Charlie fell silent.
Maeve stared at the apple slices on the plate. She couldn’t help but be stunned.
She had lost her parents at a young age. Even though she was the young lady of the Scott family, she was raised in her uncle’s house from a young age. They were relatives, but they weren’t her biological parents, after all. She depended on others since young, so she had always longed for familial warmth.
No one had ever peeled apples for her before, and no one had truly cared whether she was feeling alright
or not.
In her previous life, she fell for Sergio because she had snuck out to cry alone at her father’s funeral. Sergio, who had arrived late, comforted her and held her hand as he led her home.
But to put it plainly, her love for Sergio had always been unrequited.
“What are you zoning out for? Do you not like apples?”
Zion spoke up.
Returning to her senses, Maeve shook her head. “I’m not a picky eater.”
With that, she grabbed a fork and began eating the apple slices on the plate.
Logically speaking, apples were out of season right now. But the apple tasted tart quite delicious.
Maeve asked, “Do you buy fruits