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“Resilience has always been my greatest strength throughout my life. Mr. Shaffer, give
me an afternoon, and I’ll tidy up this ce,” Isabe confidently boasted. Without
waiting for Seth’s response, she hurried off to a store at the vige entrance to buy
essential daily necessities.
No matter how particr Seth was, he refused to be taken care of by a woman. As
Isabe was halfway through her return journey, she spotted Sething to pick her
up with a cold expression.
He took the items from her hands with a frown and trotted back.
Observing this, Isabe raised an eyebrow. Just as she was about to thank him, Seth
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interrupted, “Don’t talk. Conserve your energy,
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Once they were back in the courtyard, Seth first inspected the electrical circuits in the
yard, ensuring there were no issues so that they could at least plug in the newly
purchased electric fan.
As for Isabe, she took charge of cleaning. She wiped every inch of the bed before
lighting mosquito coils in every corner.
The harder she worked, the more Seth could tolerate. Like a child trying to outdo others,
he pushed his fussiness to the limit again and again.
Still, although everything was fine, there was one thing Isabe never dared to mention.
ncing around, she realized that there was actually no toilet.
I absolutely can’t bring this up at the moment. Otherwise, Seth will definitely get angry
and leave on the spot.
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As she pondered this, Seth, who got choked by dust, turned around and caught Isabe
rolling her eyes.
“What bad idea are you contemting again?”
Isabe smiled as she replied, “No, I’m not. I’m just thinking about what to have for
dinner.”
Upon hearing that, Seth nced at his watch and was surprised when he discovered it
was actually past 3 p.m. We haven’t eaten anything since we got off the ne. Now
that Isabe has mentioned dinner, I am indeed feeling hungry.
Among the food items we brought, we left all the ready-to-eat ones with Mrs. Klinton.
As for the remaining ones, they all need preparation. Unfortunately, the woman I
brought with me is a nuisance in the kitchen and can’t be relied upon.
“I’ll go to the store at the vige entrance and buy some potatoes. Then, I’ll purchase
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some prepared food to bring back,” Isabe whispered her n.
Seth frowned, thinking she might as well just buy pasta. After all, he didn’t believe
Isabe could cook anything decent with the makeshift stove in the kitchen.
To his dismay, Isabe moved too swiftly. She clutched the money and ran out like a
child engrossed in pretend y.
After a while, she returned. Standing in the yard, she shouted aloud, “Mr. Shaffer, can
you help me light the fireter?”
Seth was speechless as he thought, No wonder my eyelid had been twitching. It was
indeed a warning.
At once, he dropped the broom, stepped outside, walked to the kitchen entrance, and
scanned around. This stove seems to have been left unused for a long time. Clearly, it’s
abandoned.
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“You sit at the back. Then, use a lighter to ignite the hay. After that, just add so
firewood and keep an eye on the fire,” Isabe instructed him on the spot.
Seth eyed her askance and said coldly, “I’m not an idiot.”
Isabe pouted. “Well, you have never yed pretend before.”
As expected, this woman is pretending.
“Hurry up and start the fire. I’m almost done washing the potatoes,” Isabe urged.
At this point, Seth didn’t want to talk anymore. He carefully went behind the stove and
lit the fire, as exined by Isabe.
It wasn’t difficult, so he ignited it with ease.
Isabe seemed to have no problem carrying out her end of the task either. She added
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Despite this, Seth still couldn’t feel at ease and watched with a frown throughout the
process.
Isabe had also purchased some pre-made food during her trip to the vige. Once
she ced them all on the table, she concluded that tonight’s dinner didn’t look too
bad.
However, Seth had no appetite. No matter how hungry he was, his stomach had a
minimum tolerance level. He couldn’t help it, as the greasy pre-made food was seriously
beyond what he could ept.
The temperature near the stove was too high. After starting the fire, he didn’t stay for
long before going out.
Meanwhile, Isabe kept her eyes on the pot, her eyes shimmering. When the time was
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