Sure enough, the other half of the jackfruit was gone.
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Liam had been thinking about having some after dinner, but now it looked like Caroline had snuck it.
He went back to the table, grumbling. “That half a jackfruit must’ve weighed several pounds. Caroline ate the whole thing by herself? Isn’t she worried her stomach’s gonna burst?”
Alaina sighed. “Exactly. I specifically picked out the biggest one yesterday so we could all enjoy it together. Who knew she’d hog it? Good thing this happened at home–if she pulls this kind of stunt after she gets married, her in–laws won’t pamper her like we do.”
Miguel lowered his gaze, thinking for a while before speaking. “Alaina, let’s not jump to conclusions. We should at least ask Caroline first.”
The leftover jackfruit from yesterday was large. Even if Caroline had wanted some, it wasn’t likely she could finish the whole thing by herself.
Alaina’s expression hardened. “This isn’t guesswork–Aunt Wren saw it with her own eyes. And let’s not pretend this is her first time sneaking imported fruit or bone broth.”
Whenever Alaina bought fancy imported fruit, Caroline would always take advantage of her absence to sneak some.
What made it worse was that Alaina once found the fruit pits in Caroline’s room, but Caroline flat–out denied it and even turned around and blamed Aunt Wren.
Edwin hadn’t been sure at first, but after hearing Alaina’s side, he was convinced–it had to be Caroline who ate the jackfruit.
“The food’s getting cold,” he said. “Let’s eat first. We can deal with everything else after dinner.”
He had already planned to talk to Caroline about the blind date once she got home. Now that she was here, he wouldn’t have to wait till late tonight.
After her shower, Caroline washed her clothes and hung them on the balcony to dry.
She hoped they’d be dry by morning so she could pack them all together.
Once she finished, she headed back to her room.
But as she passed through the living room, Liam blocked her path.
“Caroline, go out and buy me a jackfruit. Right now.”
Caroline smirked, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes. “What, don’t you havè legs? If you want jackfruit, go buy it yourself.”
Liam’s temper flared at her attitude. “Oh, you’ve got some nerve. If you hadn’t snuck into the fridge and eaten the jackfruit, I’d already be enjoying it! Since you’re the one who ate it, it’s only fair you go buy another.”
Caroline looked confused. “When did I ever steal a jackfruit? Did you see me do it?”
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Aside from getting home a little carlier today, she’d been out from morning till night the past few days. She hadn’t even seen the jackfruit, let alone eaten it. There was no way she took it.
Liam knew she’d deny it. “No, I didn’t see you–but Wren did! And even if no one had, there are only so many people in this house. We all know who the usual suspect is. This isn’t your first time sneaking food.”
His words brought back memories for Caroline. It was true–this wasn’t the first time she had been accused of sneaking food. But the one who did it wasn’t her. It was Wren.
Back then, the evidence had been found in her room, and she hadn’t been able to defend herself.
She’d personally seen Wren steal fruit, but with no proof, no one believed her.
Her brothers had been disappointed in her and started giving her the cold shoulder. After that, she didn’t dare bring it up again.
Seeing her silent, Liam snorted, “What? Embarrassed now that you’ve been caught?”
Caroline snapped out of her thoughts, just about to speak, when Edwin beat her to it.
“If you want jackfruit so badly, Liam, go buy it yourself. I need to talk to Caroline.”
Liam was still fuming and thought Caroline should be the one to get it, but one look at Edwin’s stormy expression, and he backed off, grumbling as he headed out to buy the jackfruit himself.
Bang.
The door slammed behind him, echoing through the house—a clear expression of his anger.
After things quieted down, Edwin sat back on the sofa, one leg crossed over the other. He looked up at Caroline, who was still standing.
“Did you think over what I said on the phone this afternoon?”
“I did,” Caroline replied instantly, without the slightest hesitation.
Edwin took that as confirmation that his harsh words earlier had worked. He knew he had to lay it on thick with her.
“Good. Since you’ve made up your mind, I’ve arranged for you to have dinner with that guy tomorrow afternoon. You’ll come with me and apologize. He’s a generous guy–he won’t hold it against you.”
“Apologize?” Caroline let out a laugh, her voice turning cold. “And what exactly did I do wrong? Why should I be the one to apologize?”
Edwin froze.
He had assumed that threatening to cut ties would be enough to get her to fall in line.
But hearing her now, it was clear–Caroline wasn’t going to just roll over and obey.
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