After Divorce I Became A Queen (Aurora and Sion) novel Chapter 136

Chapter 136 Please Stop, Aurora

In the room, Aurora started to get annoyed downstairs. She lay on her bed in a sulk.

She was particularly irritated.

She really did not understand why Sion acted like that. Did he intend to prevent her from leaving?

But why?

The person he loved was Nevaeh Burns, who was pregnant. Why did she choose to do such a thing? It didn't make any sense!

There were gentle knocks on the door. Mrs. Wheeler directly opened the door, "Aurora, Can I come in?"

Aurora quickly covered her face and took deep breaths. "Come in, Mrs. Wheeler."

"Oh, do you smell that?"

Mrs. Wheeler came in and put the chicken soup on the table not far from the bed, "This chicken soup was special. Hurry up, drink the soup while it is hot."

She didn't know if she could understand the meaning.

Obviously, Aurora didn't get across it.

She just looked at the soup and said: "Mrs. Wheeler, I have no appetite now. Please take it away. I would like to take a swig of it when I want to have soup."

Aurora didn't lie. She really wasn't in the mood.

Rather than having chicken soup, she wanted to know when Sion would go out.

"No?"

Mrs. Wheeler obviously did not expect her to say so. She insisted, "Look at this soup. Oil has been filtered. It's not greasy. Try to swallow some of this soup."

It's from the Mr. Carroll!

"I don't want to eat it." Aurora shook her head firmly. "Take it down first."

Mrs. Wheeler saw her sullen face and did not try to talk her into it anymore. "That's all right."

She took the untasted soup to downstairs. However, she was stopped by Sion at the staircase. He seemed to wait for her purposefully.

"Not a sip?"

"Yes." Mrs. Wheeler answered, "Aurora said that she had no appetite and would go downstairs when she wanted to have the soup."

"Give it to me." Sion reached out to take the tray in her hands and went upstairs.

At the sound of the doors opening, Aurora thought Mrs. Wheeler had returned. She said without even looking, "Mrs. Wheeler, I really don't want to drink the soup. You don't have to persuade me anymore. Can I call you later if I want to drink?"

"Why not?"

"……"

The Man's voice was flat and unemotional.

"There is no reason. I just don't want to have the soup."