Chapter 1512 Asel The Wing Woman
Timothy and Asel were chatting in the bedroom when, not long after, Johanna came in carrying a tray. On it was a bowl of pasta soup and a plate of pancakes.
Asel sniffed the air. Her gaze landed on the pancakes in the tray as she muttered, “The pancakes smell so good.”
The pancakes, made with milk and slowly fried over low heat, were fluffy, soft, and delicious. Johanna cut off a piece of the pancake, blowing on it to cool it down before feeding Asel.
She checked the time and removed the fever-reducing patch from Timothy's forehead. Then, she tested his temperature with the back of her hand.
Johanna had no idea that Timothy still had a hand warmer hidden in his pocket. Noticing that his forehead was still hot, she frowned and muttered, “Didn't the shop assistant say the fever would go away as soon as it's applied?”
Why is it that Timothy's forehead and arms are still burning after such a long time?
Afraid that Johanna might call the hospital again, Timothy quickly got up from the bed and declared, “I don't feel dizzy now. It seems that these fever-reducing patches are indeed effective. The fever might just need more time to subside.”
He glanced at the pasta soup in the tray, then turned to Johanna and asked, “Did the cook make this?”
“If not, will you refuse to eat this?” Johanna retorted.
Timothy caught the meaning in her words. He quickly picked up a fork and started eating the pasta. The pasta noodles were a bit undercooked and lacked flavor, but for some reason, they tasted exceptionally delicious to Timothy.
He picked up a piece of pancake. The pancake was soft and a favorite among children.
Meanwhile, Asel had finished the pancake in her hand. Seeing that there weren't many left on the plate, she reached out to grab another.
“This is something Mommy made for me,” Timothy said, pulling her little hand aside. “Besides, I haven't had breakfast yet. Aren't you afraid you'll be too full if you eat it?”
Asel's eyes immediately welled up with tears. She cried to Johanna, “Mommy, Daddy is bullying me.”
Timothy discovered that his daughter was far shrewder than he realized. After teaching her how to lie and play the victim, she quickly realized how effective the tactic was and swiftly put it into practice.
She truly is my daughter, just as cheeky as I am.
Johanna was also worried that Asel might overeat, so she only broke off a small piece for her. She also told Asel that if she ate too much now, she wouldn't be able to eat her lunch. Asel obediently nodded in agreement.
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