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In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 292

As a courtesy, I should call her mother-in-law, but I don't want to say it.

And she doesn't want to hear it either.

"I didn't come here to see where you slept. I'm hungry. Fix me some lunch. In addition, since you're not going to go out to work, you should wash the clothes and clean up the house. The Louis' never feeds the freeloaders!"

Sabina says, almost rudely.

Actually, after a few meetings, I can already tell that Sabina isn't the woman she acts like in public. As a pianist, she is supposed to be an elegant and aloof woman. But in fact, she is no different from an typical evil mother-in-law.

Moreover, she is a woman of privilege and wealth. That makes her willful viciousness even more obvious.

"I still have a fever." I say weakly.

"It looks like you're not that weak. Get up quickly. Serve the food in half an hour. Or you just wait and see!"

Sabina says and goes down. I have no choice but to get up from the bed and stagger downstairs.

I'm not a pushover. I just don't think it will do me any favors by messing with her.

I am so dizzy that I don't even know how I make it.

I cook some noodles, bringing the bowl to Sabina, and prepare to go upstairs to rest.

Sabina has one mouthful and slams down the chopsticks. She stops me.

"Are you trying to poison me? Look at what you cooked!"

"What's wrong with it?" I asked doubtfully.

I am groggy. But that makes no difference to what I cooked. Seasoning the dish is almost my instinct. It is impossible for me to add them wrong.

"I'm a public figure who needs to perform. You put on so much chili pepper, so how can I perform after eating it?!" Sabina snaps with a cold face.

Chili pepper? Perform?

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