(MoonlitMountain) Chapter 4
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Caleb had the maids move Olivia’s luggage into the master bedroom. Chloe
turned to me triumphantly. “What are you doing here? Go make dinner! Olivia
doesn’t like her food to be spicy. Keep it light.”
We had maids but I had always been the one who cooked, because Caleb was
picky. Even Michelin–star chefs couldn’t satisfy him. To him, only my cooking
was acceptable. Chloe came here occasionally for dinner but was always picky
about the food.
I shook my head. “No.”
Caleb looked at me. I’d never said no to his family before. Olivia’s eyes
welled up.“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have come. I’m an outsider. I shouldn’t ask Sarah
to cook for me.”
fault.” He
She was about to leave, but Caleb pulled her back.“It’s not your looked at me, his voice sharp.“I thought you were okay with this. What do you
mean by that?”
I showed him my bandaged hand. “I’ve hurt my hand and I can’t touch water
for a while.”
It was a lie. The truth was, the contract was over and I didn’t want to waste
my time on Caleb anymore. So, I bandaged my uninjured hand.
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The atmosphere frore. The maids thought I would handle the housework, so
they had already left. No one else could cook. Getting new maids would take too
long-
Chloe frowned. “Why didn’t you say that earlier? Are you gonna starve us?”
Olivia stopped her. “Chloe, don’t.” She said to Caleb, Caleb, I still remember
that hot pot place near our high school. We spent a lot of time there after class.
How about hot pot tonight?”
Caleb agreed “Okay, I’ll take you there.”
They took me along. Caleb chatted with Olivia and Chloe in the back seat
about their high school days. Olivia was cheerful; Chloe chimed in occasionally.
They laughed like a family. Suddenly, Olivia looked at me.“Sarah, I’m sorry. We
didn’t mean to ignore you. You weren’t part of those memories.”
I wasn’t just excluded from those memories; I wouldn’t be part of their
future either. I hummed and closed my eyes. Caleb glanced at me. He felt I was
different.
We arrived. “Soup pot. Olivia doesn’t eat meat, so get us more vegetables, but
no cilantro, Caleb told the waiter. He still remembered Olivia’s
preferences. “Sarah, any allergies?”
It was the first time in four years he’d asked me that. I wiped my chopsticks.”
Anything but seafood.”
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Caleb focused on Olivia, barely eating himself. He kept serving her foot
A fight broke out at the next table, escalating quickly. The man threw a poe
of boiling soup to the other! He dodged and that hot soup came right to wat Caldo
shielded Olivia, but I couldn’t dodge… Everything splashed onto me…..
