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Debby could no longer contain herself after witnessing the situation unfold.
“Drop your act, Rachel Marsh. It’s merely an ailment, nothing more. Everyone gets sick. Brian still has an injured hand. Why make him feed you? You need someone to feed you, right? Well, I’m available today. I can do it.” As she spoke, Debby reached out with a spoon.
Rachel eyed the ravioli on the spoon, torn between eating and refusing.
With a dismissive gesture, she pushed the spoon away. “I’ve lost my appetite.”
A look of triumph crossed Debby’s face.
Upon seeing Brian, a pang of sympathy struck her. “You look exhausted, Brian. When I heard you spent the night by her bedside, I came right away. Those hospital beds are barely bearable, and you didn’t sleep a wink. How do you keep going? We should head home and get some rest tonight.”
The way Debby acted around Brian had changed completely. She felt a mix of pride and caution.
Moments later, Brian turned his gaze toward Debby, his look sending a chill down her spine.
“Are you done?” His voice was cold, completely devoid of warmth.
Debby’s smile faltered immediately. “I…”
“Mom, didn’t I make myself clear yesterday? Leave her alone. I will deal with our issues myself. I don’t want any interference, not from you or Dad.”
Debby felt a surge of anger and disappointment, yet she held it back.
All she could do was suppress her frustration.
“Believe me, I didn’t come here to cause trouble for Rachel. I’m concerned about you.”
“I’m okay.”
With a single sentence, Brian shut down everything else Debby wanted to say.
“I guess I should go now.”
Debby realized that pushing further could only damage her relationship with her son, so she chose to leave.
Once outside Rachel’s room, she went straight to Doris’s room.
The bags she carried were full of nutritional supplements and health products, all intended for Doris.
Doris felt unexpectedly honored to receive these gifts.
Though she had been cared for well by the White family in terms of basic necessities, Debby had never shown such personal care toward her.
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The gesture of bringing her health products was a first.
Doris eyed Debby with concern and asked cautiously, “Did something happen?”
Years of observation had taught Doris that only issues concerning Brian could upset Debby this much.
Given it was about Brian, she felt compelled to ask a little deeper.
Still visibly upset, Debby unleashed her frustrations, saying, “That Rachel Marsh drives me mad. She isn’t even part of the White family yet, and she’s already dictating terms to my son. If she becomes his wife, I can only imagine the trouble.”
Doris wasn’t surprised by Debby’s rant. Although she felt a twinge of satisfaction, she soothingly said, “Don’t worry too much. Brian is your son, and nothing can change that. You are his mother, always. And as for Rachel, their romance might be intense now, but feelings can change over time…”
Before Doris could finish her thought, Debby’s spirits visibly lifted. Her mood brightened as she exclaimed, “Of course! How could I forget? A mother’s role is permanent, a wife’s is not. If Rachel thinks she can marry Brian, I’ll ensure it doesn’t happen.”
With that declaration, Debby’s spirits lifted considerably.
Doris, too, couldn’t help but smile broadly.
“It’s great to see you so positive. Remember, looking after your health is what truly matters.”
Grasping her hand gently, Debby expressed her concerns. “You need to recover swiftly, so you can help me watch over Brian later.”
With a gentle nod, Doris responded, “I’ll make sure of it.”
A smile crossed Debby’s face as her irritation faded.
With a long sigh, she muttered, “They say a daughter is a mother’s comfort, and I believe it. Daughters are so thoughtful. Sadly, I only have a son who seems to favor his girlfriend over family.”
Doris offered a comforting smile. “Actually, Brian is quite devoted too. He tends to show his affection through his deeds. It’s often the way of men, showing love more through what they do than what they say.”
Debby acknowledged this insight. “That’s true. You always find the right words. Brian has indeed been a joy, causing no troubles and always expressing himself through his actions. When you put it that way, Brian really is remarkable.”
Debby’s mood had noticeably improved.
Doris exhaled softly, relieved she hadn’t fueled Debby’s earlier frustrations.
After spending so many years with the White family, she felt she understood Debby quite well.
Despite Debby’s vocal preference for daughters, she favored boys over girls.
Aron, on the other hand, did not share that kind of thinking.
“You’ve matured into such a graceful and thoughtful young woman, increasingly charming and polite. Any man would be fortunate to have you as his wife. And I just wonder which woman will be lucky enough to have such
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a daughter–in–law.”
Blushing, Doris replied modestly, “You flatter me too much.”
“Exceptional children deserve recognition. I can tell who is genuine and who isn’t. Take Rachel, for instance; she has nothing to boast about. Her modest upbringing is quite frankly pitiable. For her, meeting Brian was sheer luck. For him, it was misfortune.”
Debby’s negative comments about Rachel were exactly what Doris wanted to hear. She remained silent, simply absorbing Debby’s words. The more she heard, the more content she became.
Yet, Debby mistook this as Doris being considerate, appreciating her willingness to listen as she vented. Consequently, Debby’s affection for her grew, not quite as for a daughter, but as a confidante who met her
emotional needs.
For Doris, the motivation was clear: as long as she maintained Debby’s favor and fueled her disdain for Rachel,
she was content.
Meanwhile, in Rachel’s hospital room, Brian’s voice carried a resolute tone. “I promise, what happened today won’t be repeated. You’ve skipped breakfast. Try some of this ravioli first.”
“I’ve lost my appetite.”
“Then let me feed you.” He playfully suggested, “Using my own mouth.”
“Okay, I’ll try a bit.”
Rachel was taken aback after tasting the first one.
It resembled the ravioli from that well–known shop northward of the city, though she doubted they were the
same.
However, the taste was unmistakably similar.
“Did these come from the shop northward of the city?” she asked, curious.
Brian simply responded, “If you’re enjoying them, go ahead and have more.”
Rachel remained puzzled. “But it is so far. How could these still be fresh and hot as if just made?”
They wouldn’t be so perfectly intact and steaming hot, like they were just cooked.
“How did you pull this off?” Rachel’s curiosity deepened.
Brian was on the verge of revealing the secret but decided to tease her a little. “Finish your meal, and then I’ll explain.”
In the end, Rachel actually finished the ravioli.
“Now, will you tell me?”
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