Maryam didn't expect that Joseph hated her more than before. He obviously didn't remember anything, but the disgust was undisguised.
She even had a feeling that he hated her, just because Kathy hated her, even if he had no memory of her anymore.
She raised her eyes and whispered, "I..."
The man suddenly glanced over, and she dared not say anything.
Mathew moved his lips, but said nothing in the end.
It finally became quiet at the dinner table. Then Joseph looked down at the bowl of porridge in front of him, his deep eyebrows frowned unhappily, "Why I eat porridge again?"
Maryam just picked up the spoon and whispered, "Bro...what do you want to eat? I will cook for you."
The man ignored her and just looked at Kathy. Such eyes were too hot. She sighed in a low voice, "Your wound has not fully recovered. You can't eat too greasy things. It's best to have porridge in the morning. We all have the same dish with you, what else are you dissatisfied with?"
Joseph was obviously wild with joy when he heard such words, and immediately he bowed his head to drink porridge obediently without a single extra nonsense.
Kathy found out that after he had amnesia, Joseph had a temper, which made him look lively.
Whether it was three years ago or three years later, the Joseph she knew would not have such a side, or maybe this was the real him, but he used to wear a cold and indifferent mask before.
Mathew gave Kathy a complicated look. Before he look away, Joseph's hand had been stretched out again. He handed her the milk in his hand. His delicate brow furrowed, and he said in a low voice. “Your complexion is so bad, you need to be nourished, so drink it obediently."
After her miscarriage, she didn't have a good recuperation. During this time, he was hospitalized and she had been taking care of him. How could she look well?
After Joseph returned to Joseph’s residence to recuperate, the servants in Joseph’s residence help Kathy to take care of Joseph, so Kathy naturally didn't have to work so hard, and she was free all of a sudden.
During this time, she couldn't even find what she could do.
Jaydon hadn't appeared since that day. She tried to contact him, but couldn't find him. He hoped that he was already on the plane that day, so he could leave the Young family, right?
So he maybe was free now.
She didn't want to stay in Joseph’s residence to face Mathew and Maryam, nor did she want to be alone with that man, so she came out almost early in the morning.
In the secluded coffee shop, she occupied a corner position alone. Unlike other customers, she didn’t read a book, and play with a mobile phone, and there wasn’t a computer in front of her.
Except a cup of steaming coffee in front of her, she seemed to just sit there.
The shopkeeper walked in from the outside and saw the woman was sitting at a glance. The reason was simple. She was sitting where he usually sat.
That face was a bit familiar, but he can't remember where he saw it.
Ethan narrowed his eyes and couldn't help standing still. From his perspective, he could only see the girl's profile face because she had been looking out the window.
She looked a bit mature, her long black hair was very supple, not long nor short, and her face was small. She wore a dark gray sweater. The loose style made her look like pure.
For some reason, he always thought she must be beautiful when she laughed.
"Isn't it boring to sit alone?" A slightly magnetic voice sounded from the side, and the gentle smile sounded very warm.
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