Chapter 153


    Chapter 153 Carley Coughed Up Blood


    Holding the phone, I paused for a moment, looked at Rachel, and then said into the phone, “Sister-in-


    “In the old house.”


    I nodded, saying, “In that case, I’lle to find you in a bit. Wait for me.”


    Emma grunted in agreement.


    After hanging up the phone, I looked at Rachel, feeling somewhat guilty. Before I could even speak,


    she furrowed her brows and said, “Tabatha, are you going to leave me behind to go find someone else


    again?”


    Looking at her aggrieved expression, I held back myughter and said, “Carley woke up and said she


    wanted to eat rice wine porridge. Sister- inw of Walter doesn’t know how to make it, so she asked


    me to guide her. After all, Carley is an elder and is still in the hospital, I can’t just ignore her.”


    She wore a face of distress, let out a long sigh, paused, and then said, “Walter’s sister-inw?


    William’s wife?”


    I nodded, lowering my head to search for the keys in my bag.


    She continued, “Is she easy to get along with? Is she beautiful?”


    Finding the car keys, I looked up at her and said, “Beautiful, gentle, virtuous, and knowledgeable,


    especially easy to get along with. Why are you suddenly asking about this? I’ve never seen you so


    curious before.”


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    She gave a dryugh and said, “Not at all, I just think that Mr. William Hinton is so gentlemanly and


    handsome, his wife must be a very good person, otherwise, how could she be worthy of him?”


    I couldn’t help but frown, looking at her, saying, “William saved you once, and his evaluation in your


    heart is so high?”


    She hummed and stopped talking to me, pushing me slightly and said, “Alright, alright, you better go


    now, don’t keep people waiting too long.”


    After parting with Rachel, I went straight to the Hinton family’s old house, Emma was in the kitchen,


    apanied by two slightly chubby chefs. Seeing her fiddling around, they exchanged nces, trying


    to step forward to help.


    But it seemed to be of no use. A bowl of rice wine porridge was not a big deal, but it posed a challenge


    for both chefs.


    “Sister-inw,” I called out to Emma.


    Hearing my voice, Emma turned around, her face full of joy, andughed, “Tabatha, you’re finally here.


    I’ve tried several times with the two masters just now, but it just doesn’t taste like what you made. I


    don’t know if something is missing.” Copyright N?v/el/Dra/ma.Org.


    Saying so, she pointed at several bowls of rice wine porridge on the table, which indeed seemed to


    have been tried many times.


    Upon seeing it, I smiled and took a taste. It was all quite delicious. On the basis of what they had


    prepared, I added some potato starch to thicken it, and also added some lemon juice for good


    measure.


    Upon seeing this, Emma frowned and said, “Wouldn’t it be too sour to add lemon juice? Rice wine is


    already a bit sour and sweet, wouldn’t it be strange to add lemon vor?”


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    I smiled and let her take a sip. After she took a small sip, she hesitated. for a moment and said, “It


    seems a bit sour, but it also feels very sweet. How strange.”


    “Grandma is old, her sense of taste is not as sensitive as ours, adding too much rice wine is not good


    for the patient, so I added citric acid which has a more obvious taste, it made it more delicious for her to


    eat.” After saying that, I found a takeaway box and packed the prepared rice wine porridge.


    Emma nodded, her face gentle as she said, “I’ve learned. Next time I cook for grandma, I won’t need to


    call you from so far away.”


    I smiled faintly, originally wanting to say that grandma could call me anytime she wanted a drink in the


    future, but considering that Walter and I were about to get divorced, it seemed I couldn’t be at her beck


    and call.


    So I could onlyugh and leave the Hinton’s house with her, heading straight for the hospital.


    Outside the hospital corridor, when Emma and I arrived, we saw several doctors hurriedly entering


    Carley’s ward one after another.


    Seeing the situation, Emma and I were both startled and quickly jogged over. Seeing Dale anxiously


    pacing back and forth outside the ward, I hurriedly asked, “Dale, what happened to grandma?”


    Upon seeing us, Dale expressed his concern, “I’m spitting blood, both my blood pressure and blood


    sugar levels have skyrocketed.”


    “Why is she vomiting blood? Wasn’t she fine when I left?” Emma frowned, “The doctor said as long as


    she wakes up and isn’t stimted, there won’t be any serious issues. Did something happen?”


    Dale nced sideways into the distance, pursing his lips. saying a word.


    without


    Seeing this, I followed his gaze. Not far away, Ashley, with her big belly, was leaning against the wall,


    silently shedding tears. She looked so pitiful that passersby couldn’t help but cast sympathetic nces


    at her, assuming that she, a pregnant woman, must have been bullied by her inws.


    Seeing her like this, I couldn’t help but frown, guessing a bit of what was going on in my heart.


    Emma naturally saw Ashley too, but she never pried into matters concerning Walter and me, not


    understanding the reasons behind it, she looked at Dale and asked, “What’s wrong?”


    Dale hesitated for a moment and said, “Mr. Walter brought Ms. Conner to see Carley, I don’t know what


    was said, but Carley became so emotional that she vomited blood. She even shouted that Mr. Walter


    should not associate with Ms. Conner in the future, otherwise she would not rest in peace even in


    death.”