Chapter 90 Spit Broth
+8 Pearls
She wasn’t afraid of the inevitable reprimands but feared her brothers would hold her up and make her miss the early morning trip to the market. The earlier she went, the fresher the produce.
After getting ready, Caroline walked to the dining room to get a cup of water. Noticing that the kitchen light was on, she peeked in and saw Wren standing by the stove with a bowl in her hand, eating something..
Caroline tiptoed closer and saw what Wren was eating. Sure enough, she was sneakily enjoying some bone broth.
Suppressing a smile, Caroline suddenly cleared her throat loudly.
Startled, Wren flinched, and the bowl slipped from her hands, shattering on the floor.
The porcelain pieces scattered everywhere, and Wren spun around, terror evident on her face. Seeing it was Caroline, she forced a sheepish smile.
Caroline looked down at the scattered bone broth and pieces of the bowl, playing innocent. “Wren, what are you doing?”
“N–nothing, just tasting the bone broth to check if it’s seasoned well enough.” Wren stammered, quickly bending to pick up the broken pieces, trying to hide her panic.
Bad luck! She hadn’t had bone broth in a whole week and just today, of all days, she got caught by Caroline.
What’s gotten into this girl, waking up so early today?
Caroline nodded with a faux understanding. “Oh, so you need a whole bowl to test the seasoning. That’s news to me.”
After cleaning up the broken porcelain and mopping up the spilled broth, Wren hoped the noise hadn’t woken anyone else. If the others saw this, she’d be in serious trouble.
Seeing her silence, Caroline continued, “What do you think Edwin and Alaina would say if they knew you were sneaking bone broth?”
Wren’s nervousness peaked. She clenched the cloth in her hand, trying hard to stay calm. “Stealing? I’m just making sure the seasoning is right. Don’t go making wild accusations.”
“Oh? Really? Well, I guess I’ll just ask Edwin then, see if he’s given you permission to taste–test entire bowl of broth.” Caroline turned to leave the kitchen.
Wren’s face went pale. Dropping the cloth, she grabbed Caroline’s arm, trying to smile convincingly. “Ms. Caroline, Mr. Edwin had a late night. Let’s not disturb him. Wouldn’t you rather he get some rest?
“You don’t look too well yourself. How about, every time I make bone broth, I set aside a bowl for you. How does that sound?”
Her smile looked kind, but her eyes flashed with hatred. Not waiting for Caroline’s reply, she began to push her out of the kitchen. “You wait outside; I’ll get you a bowl.”
At that moment, a sudden downpour began, with rain loudly hitting the windows.
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Chapter 90 Spit Broth
+8 Pearls
Midway through collecting the laundry, she glanced back toward the kitchen just in time to see Wren spit into a bowl.
She realized that was the bowl Wren intended to give her.
Caroline felt a surge of nausea. The thought of drinking that made her stomach churn.
As she finished collecting the clothes, Wren brought out the bowl of bone broth, smiling sweetly. “Ms. Caroline, let me handle the laundry. You should drink the broth while it’s hot.”
Caroline noticed out of the corner of her eye that Fabian’s room door had opened. She told Wren, “You go ahead and start breakfast. I’ll put away the clothes and then have some broth.”
A sly look flashed in Wren’s eyes. “Alright.”
Unable to openly retaliate, watching Caroline drink the spittle–laced broth would be satisfying enough. Next time, she’d prepare something even worse.
Wren went back to the kitchen after setting the bowl on the dining table.
As Caroline headed to her room, she deliberately slowed near Fabian’s room.
He must have been fuming since he couldn’t break down her door last night. The first thing he’d probably want to do was yell at her.
Sure enough, Fabian called out to her. “Caroline, stop right there!”
Caroline turned and faced him innocently. “What’s the matter?”
Her feigned ignorance only ignited Fabian’s anger. “I called you so many times last night! Were you dead asleep?”
“Really? You did? I must have been out cold and didn’t hear you. Too tired, I guess.” Caroline’s tone was dismissive. “But never mind that now. Wren’s making bone broth for Alaina and Helen. There’s an extra bowl she prepared for me. But I’ve noticed your skin looks a bit dry lately. Why don’t you have it? It’ll be good for you.”
