The Untouchable Ex Wife novel Chapter 1103

"You can still make one more, right? Please, Miss, just this once!" Renee begged with sincerity.

"You can come back tomorrow. It's just some dumplings. People won't die just from not having one, right?"

"No, no, someone might really die without those dumplings… Basically, it's super important, so please make one more! I'm a regular, aren't I? You wouldn't let me go back empty-handed, would you?"

"Oh, you, alright, alright! Come on!" The storekeeper shook her head helplessly and opened up her kitchen again just to fulfill Renee's request.

In actuality, the storekeeper wasn't the only one who cared for Renee. The entire town loved her and would do anything to help her out.

Naturally, they sympathized with her because she had to take care of a disabled man, despite her fragile figure.

However, she managed to win them over with her sincere and adorable nature, along with her diligence. She had always helped many elderly who lived alone with technology, so everyone thought of her as a lovely companion.

As the storekeeper started wrapping the dumplings, she made some small talk with Renee. "Who's this person dying over dumplings? It's not Van, is it? I remember he doesn't like carbs, though?"

"It's not him." Renee helped out with wrapping the dumplings as well, swiftly placing the filling into a dumpling skin and pressing the edges together.

"Not him?!" The storekeeper froze, and her tendency to gossip was piqued. "My my, did I find out some kind of big secret? These dumplings aren't for Van, but someone else?"

"It's… for an old friend I knew back in my hometown," Renee said mysteriously.

Soon, the dumplings were done cooking, with their amazing fragrance permeating through the air. This time, most of them were wrapped by Renee herself as well. Although they didn't look as good, she found it rather meaningful.

The storekeeper put the dumplings in a small container and handed it to Renee. Just as she was about to pay, the storekeeper refused.

"Joan, you made these dumplings yourself, so I'm not taking any of your money. I just hope these dumplings will bring you a smile, a genuine smile." The storekeeper patted Renee on the shoulder, her words strangely cryptic.

'That child is so young, and yet she has been carrying so much responsibility on her shoulders…'

'I've only started seeing a blissful expression on her face lately; perhaps that's what these dumplings truly mean to her.'