After that, she stuffed the bottle into the baby girl's mouth. "I'll feed you one more time. If you don't drink it, I'll starve you to death!"
The baby did not understand language yet, and she did not know when someone was angry.
However, after Aimeen's slap and angry scolding, she seemed to understand her tragic fate. She began to drink the cold milk.
As if she knew that she would starve to death if she didn't drink it.
As she sucked from the bottle, her tears began to fall.
Different people had different fates.
At the same time, Angelica was living a good life.
Everyone was surrounding her.
She had a father, mother and Erine's love.
There were also others like Natalie, Tobias and Cecelia who loved her.
Angelica lived like a princess.
This was what that poor baby girl who had been slapped deserved.
But due to a switch up, everything had changed.
The real princess was living in the slums.
Everything that she had was taken away from her.
A month had finally passed.
Sheldon had finished his job as a cleaner.
On the last day, he cleaned every street in Nashaland. He only returned home at dawn.
Usually when Sheldon returned, Preslie would be asleep.
However, she was not asleep that day.
There was a lot of food on the table.
There was surprise in Sheldon's eyes.
Preslie looked slightly amused and embarrassed at the same time.
She said, "Mr. Hawls, your one month is up. I'm here to celebrate with you. I bought some ingredients, and I made all of this."
Sheldon suddenly understood.
No wonder Preslie did not bring him dinner.
During his work as a cleaner, Preslie had always brought him food.
He was used to waiting for the food to be delivered, but Preslie did not come that day.
Sheldon had been upset for a moment, and he did not have the appetite for dinner. He was actually quite hungry.
Sheldon did not expect that Preslie would have made dinner for him.
And it looked good.
Countless feelings of gratitude welled up in his heart.
He said in a low voice, "Preslie, thank you."
You only knew your true friends in tough times.
After he had been let go by Tremaine, Sheldon understood what this meant.
He would still be back at the President's Office after a month, but not many people knew that. They thought that Tremaine had fired him, and Sheldon had no choice but to become a street cleaner. Those who were once friends with him suddenly disappeared.
It was fine that some disappeared, but some of them even came to ridicule Sheldon.
There was only Preslie who was kind to him.
In this month, Sheldon saw everything clearly.
What a kind girl!
It was hard for him to tell Preslie that he did not eat because he'd expected her to deliver food for him. He was upset when she didn't, that was why he did not eat.
Sheldon said dryly, "I was not hungry."
"Ah!" Preslie said, "Mr. Hawls, you must be exhausted, how can you not be hungry?"
Every time she brought food to Sheldon, he appeared hungry.
Sheldon's voice became even more dry. "Today, for some reason, I wasn't hungry."
Preslie asked cautiously, "Are you hungry now?" "I'm hungry right now," Sheldon replied with certainty.
Preslie laughed.
It was good that he was hungry!
Otherwise, wouldn't she have prepared all of this for nothing?
Fifteen minutes later, the table of food was empty.
"Preslie, your cooking is very good," Sheldon praised. "There aren't many girls nowadays who know how to cook so well."
Sheldon had said those words from the bottom of his heart.
This month, he had eaten the dishes that Preslie made. Everything was tasty.
Preslie felt warmth as well as slight embarrassment when she heard this.
"Mr. Hawls, if, if you like to eat this," Preslie said with courage, "I'll cook for you in the future, okay? You'll come back for dinner every night."
Sheldon would usually have dinner at the President's office, and Preslie would have something casual at home or outside. But listening to what Sheldon had said, Preslie became more bold.
If she cooked every night, Sheldon would not have to eat at the President's office anymore!
To prevent Sheldon from overthinking it, Preslie added, "Anyway, I still have to cook for myself. It's no trouble to make some for you too."
Sheldon's breathing stopped.
He had thought that after this month's work as a cleaner, he would no longer be able to eat the dishes that Preslie made...
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