Chapter 813


    Quinton was taken aback by Patricia’s unusually tough demeanor.


    What on earth happened to Ms. Howard today? Was she still the same gentle and understanding Ms.


    Howard he remembered?


    Patricia was fuming. Ellinor stole the man she’d always thought would be hers, and now even her most


    beloved brother no longer sided with her but respected Ellinor more. She really couldn’t figure out why!


    Before, Balfour had always supported her unconditionally and had no interest in Ellinor whatsoever.


    When Patricia entered Baber’s room, Baber had just woken up, and the nanny was feeding him.


    After seeing here in, Baber instinctively jumped into the nanny’s arms and began trembling


    uncontrobly.


    Patricia was already in a terrible mood, and now seeing this useless child in such a state made her


    already terrible mood even worse.


    She walked over and said to the nanny, “Hand him over to me; you can leave; I’ll feed him.”


    The nanny hesitated for a moment; she was somewhat worried, but she handed Patricia the small bowl


    of noodles in her hand, ced Baber in the crib, and respectfully left the room.


    Baber could only watch anxiously as the nanny left, reaching out for her toe back, but to no avail.


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    The room was left with only Patricia and Baber.


    Patricia looked at the child, and a gentle smile appeared on her face, “Come on, Baber, be good;


    Mommy will feed you.


    Baber looked at Patricia, his body trembling. He was scared that Mommy would suddenly get angry.


    However, after seeing the warm smile on Mommy’s face, he thought of the warm feeling when Mommy


    brought him home from the orphanage, so he blinked his eyes, slowly rxed, and tried to ept


    Mommy’s closeness.


    Patricia scooped a big spoonful of noodles for Baber, “Eat up, have some more!”


    Baber’s little mouth was full of noodles; he couldn’t swallow.


    Moreover, the noodles were too hot, so Baber instinctively spat them out.


    This reaction made Patricia angry, “How can you waste food? Eat more!”


    She fed Baber another big spoonful of noodles, but Baber, afraid of the heat, wouldn’t open his mouth.


    Patricia forcefully opened his mouth and fed him the hot noodles. The more Baber resisted, the harder


    she tried, until she stuffed the whole bowl of noodles into his mouth.


    Baber started crying. He struggled and knocked over the bowl of noodles, coughing and vomiting.


    After seeing the broken bowl on the floor, Patricia got angry again, “Why are you always crying? I’m


    your mom, and you cry when you see me?


    If it weren’t for me adopting you and turning you from a homeless orphan into a member of the Howard


    family, you might still be in that poor orphanage. eating the worst food!


    This is my gift to you; don’t be ungrateful for your fortunate life!”


    Baber’s mouth was already swollen from the heat, and after coughing up those noodles and crying, his


    terrified and loud cries echoed from the room.