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Mr. Neal, Mrs. Neal’s Gone with The Money by Little Treasure

Chapter 612
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Chapter 612

Matthew knew that his parents would discuss his behavior at length after he ended the

call, so he did not bother with further explanations. Regardless of his financial standing, he

was, in fact, living off others at present.

With these thoughts in mind, he opened Mrs, Quier’s WhatsApp and sent a message. [I’ll

bring her home to meet you during the holidays]

In what felt like the blink of an eye, it was already afternoon. After lunch, Cynthia checked

on Joshua’s condition. Finding his fever had completely subsided, she felt greatly relieved.

Joshua, who had not eaten hunch, had been sleeping heavily. Now that his fever had

broken, he was starting to feel hungry. Cynthia, I’m hungry,” he mumbled.

“There’s some food saved for you. Get up and eat,” she said.

Captain had specifically left the meal, Cynthia had planned to prepare a simple meal for

Joshua once he was better or perhaps order takeout. However, Captain had already left a

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portion for Joshua, ready to be eaten as soon as he woke up.

As Joshua sat down at the table and eyed the delicious spread of dishes, he immediately

knew Matthew had prepared them. After a few meals, he could easily identify Matthew’s

culinary style.

“Go ahead and eat, and after you finish, you should apologize to Captain,” Cynthia

advised.

Joshua stared at the dishes, a part of him refusing to comply. Eating food prepared by a

love rival felt wrong.

“Cynthia.” he began, drawing out his words.

Seeing Joshua’s complexion hadn’t fully recovered, Cynthia softened her tone. “What’s

wrong?

“I don’t want to eat this,” Joshua confessed. While Matthew’s cooking was certainly

delicious, he preferred food prepared by Cynthia. “I would like some porridge.”

Cynthia paused, her mind involuntarily replaying the Captain’s words from lunchtime. Had

he foreseen Joshua’s reaction?

“Cynthia?” Joshua called, noticing Cynthia was lost in thought. He did not want to reveal

his preferences more than necessary.

“What kind of porridge would you like?” Cynthia asked, sticking to the advice given by

Captain before he left.

After pondering for a moment, Joshua responded. From his observations over the past few

days, Cynthia’s cooking skills appeared to be average. Requesting a complex dish might

not be practical, so he opted for simplicity. “Plain white rice porridge will do.”

“Alright,” Cynthia agreed, secretly surprised, Captain had even predicted this.

Following lunch, the Captain had briefed her about Joshua’s potential dislike for the meal

on the table and had suggested some coping strategies. Now, it seemed like the Captain

had an uncanny understanding of joshua

With a bowl of plain rice porridge prepared earlier by Captain in her hand, she walked into

the kitchen and then out to serve it to Joshua. Joshua seemed somewhat taken aback, but

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with the porridge already before him, he felt obliged to eat it obediently. Otherwise,

Cynthia might suspect something strange about him.

Twenty minutes later, Joshua had finished eating and was feeling quite satisfied. Although

the taste was a bit bland, he was content, knowing Cynthia prepared it.

“Joshua,” Cynthia began, tidying up the bowls and chopsticks after the meal. She suddenly

wanted to discuss something with

him

“Yes, Cynthia?” he responded.

“Do you dislike Captain very much?” she asked.

“Dislike him? Of course,” Joshua blurted out. More than that. If he could, he wished the

man would just disappear.

“But he’s been very good to you, and he seems to understand you quite well. He even

prepared rice porridge for you in

advance today, anticipating that you might not like the dishes left for you,” Cynthia tried

to reason with him, almost breaking his spirit with her words.

Joshua could only respond with a puzzled look, “Matthew made it?”