Thinking that Peter was sad, Adriana let go of her anger, rolled over, turned to look at the man, and asked, “Hey, I forgive you. ”
“Oh.”
The man responded.
“What, you disobeyed yourself and came over to be angry with me instead?”
“Adriana, I’m sleepy and want to sleep.”
Peter has some sweat stains on his forehead, because of his weak body, a little pain can be infinitely magnified, making him unable to bear it.
Hearing Peter say he was sleepy, Adriana couldn’t stay angry, hugged him, and said, “Then let’s sleep.”
“Hmm.”
The man responded, clenching his teeth and holding back the pain in his stomach.
But the pain was too much for his weak body to support, and he fell asleep.
The following day.
Adriana woke up early and, seeing that Peter was still asleep, went to the kitchen room and searched for breakfast with her phone.
But after looking over and over, I felt that those meals were not suitable for Peter.
In the end, I had to make vegetable porridge for Peter.
“Adriana?”
Peter woke up and opened his eyes to find the room without Adriana in it.
He thought Adriana had gone to work.
Get up, wash up, go downstairs.
That’s when I found Adriana busy in the kitchen.
“Adriana?”
He walked over and his hanging heart dropped when he saw Adriana.
Walked over and took her into his arms.
Adriana glanced over her shoulder, not understanding what Peter meant.
But it is not difficult to find that perhaps people at the end of life always want to cherish every minute, so Peter would love to be tired of her.
She smiled bitterly and smelled the omelet batter in the pan and immediately said, “Quickly, loosely, the omelet is battered.”
Peter immediately let go of Adriana and the little woman walked over to the stove top, carried the pan, flipped the thin omelet over and found it really battered through.
“It’s over, it’s the first quiche I’ve ever made, and I don’t even know how to do it yet.”
After searching on the phone, I found that the omelet is relatively soft and not too sticky if you make the omelet Peter can eat.
So she wanted to try it, but she was not born with the talent to cook.
It’s simply not possible to make something that you can eat.
Looking at her discouraged look, Peter smiled dotingly, walked over and took the shovel from her hand.
“Good boy, step aside, I’ll do it.”
Adriana had to stand aside very obediently.
Peter looked at the large bowl with the egg mixture covering the noodles and quite a few lumps left unmixed.
He then said patiently, “First of all, you must not be too thick to make an omelet, otherwise the omelet is very thick and does not taste very good, and secondly, there should be no lumps, you can use a whisk to stir, it is faster.”
The man said, while adding a small bowl of warm water, found the whisk against the large wrist and kept stirring.
After stirring it well, he asked, “Did you add salt?”
“Salt? I … seem to have forgotten.”
Adriana was a little embarrassed and spat out her tongue, her little face flushed with shame.
The man put the right amount of salt, added oil and seasoning, and then stirred for a while before turning on the fire.
“The omelet is very thin, and your fire is too big, so of course it will be mushy. You can turn the fire down to the smallest, just that small.”
He pointed to the small fire on the gas stove and explained to Adriana.
“Oh, that’s a little fire.”
The Chinese characters are so profound that she was really a little confused.
For example, this batter does not have to be too thick, so what is the right consistency?
She doesn’t know.
It says it’s a small fire pancake, so what is a small fire? She didn’t have the exact answer in her mind.
The man took a spoon and poured a spoonful of the batter into the pan, then shook the pan so that the batter was round, which was put on the fire to fry for a while.
Almost when he flipped it, it was just a few dozen seconds, he got the quiche out and walked over to Adriana with the plate, “Adriana, how does it taste?”
Adriana glanced at Peter and always felt embarrassed by the fact that this man was really good at everything.
He took a bite of the quiche and nodded heavily, “Mmm, it tastes good yeah, it smells good.”
“It would be even better if you add some chopped green onion.”
“Peter, how come you’re so knowledgeable about food?”
“Like it.”
“Okay.”
Adriana didn’t know what to say, but she always felt that God was really not open-minded when such a smart man like him had his days numbered at such a young age.
Originally, she was the one who wanted to make the quiche, and it was Peter who ended up making it.
Breakfast is vegetable porridge and omelet.
The vegetable porridge was the right saltiness, the right consistency, the taste was not bad, and it was a treat with the omelet.
This morning, Peter had a good appetite, a bowl of porridge and an omelet.
Adriana was very relieved.
In the morning, the two sat in the courtyard in the sun, listening to songs and enjoying a pleasant life.
In the afternoon, Adriana had something to do with her company and she left temporarily.
This busy, and then into the evening.
Peter messaged Adriana and said, “Adriana, what time do you get off work and I’ll pick you up?”
Not long after, received a message from Adriana, she said, “I’m going to Alani tonight, you get an early night, I’ll be back late.”
“I’ll stay with you.”
“That’s fine, I’ll call you tonight.”
The two finished their voice chat, hung up the phone, and she got back to work once again.
As for the cosmetics, it was all left to Harlee.
But for some reason, the whole day, Adriana’s right eyelid kept jumping.
“What happened to the left eye jumping for money and the right eye jumping for disaster?”
She reached up and rubbed her eyes, slightly uncomfortable.
Concentrating on her work, Adriana kept watching the time, after all, she had made an appointment with Alani this evening and she couldn’t let him off the hook.
In the evening, to free up more time for Peter, Adriana left work at five o’clock.
Instead of sending a message to Peter, hedrove straight back to the Gliy Whein Mansion.
Adriana felt a little guilty, feeling sorry for her two children. In recent times, she hadn’t even had time to spend with her two little cuties in order to accompany Peter.
More selfishly, he possessed Peter and did not let his two children see Peter.
In fact, Adriana really wanted Peter to meet the children, but she was afraid of the tragic side that was coming in a few days’ time.
Fearing that Peter’s sudden departure would cast an irreparable psychological shadow on the two children.
It would be better to be ruthless and not allow the two children to meet with Peter.
She was driving fast, but got distracted on the walk and almost hit a pole on the side of the road.
She was so frightened that she pulled the car over to the side of the road and leaned against it for a quiet moment.
There is always a sense of foreboding today that makes Adriana a little worried.
And yet, I don’t know what I’m worried about.
After resting for a while, she immediately drove directly to the Linghu Villa.
Arriving at the lake front villa, Peter was already walking out of the hall from the house.
Seeing Adriana, walk over to greet Adriana.
“Adriana, back?”
He opened his arms and came forward with a big hug.
“Missed you.”
Adriana leaned on his chest, feeling his faint scent, no reason to feel at ease.