Veronica spotted Ellinor eating and seemingly enjoying herself, which ticked her off. So she stepped up to Balfour to rant.
âBalfour, good timing! Iâve got to tell you. Patricia just got bullied!
Itâs this Ellinor here, she poured her meal, a hot bowl of noodles, straight onto Patriciaâs hair. She made her hair and clothes all dirty, and she even burnt her face a bitt Patricia just had a shower in my room and changed into clean clothes!â
With Veronica on her side, Patricia put on a brave face, her voice choked with emotion, âBalfour, Iâm fineâ¦â
Balfour listened to Veronicaâs rant, and his eyebrows furrowed. He turned to Ellinor with a displeased look.
âThe chef prepared a hearty breakfast for you, why did you have to order food from outside?â
Patricia and Veronica were expecting Balfour to get mad at Ellinor, but instead, they heard him ask such an irrelevant question. Both of them wondered if Balfour had missed the point.
Ellinor, enjoying her meal, paused before saying, âAh well, they did prepare a nice breakfast for me, but my breakfast got eaten by a guest, so I ordered some food. Then, that got accidentally ruined with milk by a guest and couldnât be eaten, so I ended up with a sandwich.â
Balfourâs brows furrowed deeply. Before he arrived, the only guest there was Patricia!
So, the issues with the breakfast Ellinor mentioned were because of Patricia?
Patricia was secretly thrilled to see the anger rise in Balfourâs eyes. Balfour was finally going to get mad at Ellinor.
Considering herself the favored one, she took the opportunity to fan the flames, âBalfour, I didnât mean to eat Ellinorâs breakfast, I didnât know it was hers; I just felt a bit hypoglycemic and ate some.
I didnât mean to ruin Ellinorâs food either, I was worried that she might choke, so I brought her some milk. But then I tripped because of my hypoglycemia and spilled the milk on her noodles I apologized to Ellinor right away and promised to compensate her for double the meal cost. But i didnât expect her to get so mad and pour the food on my head! But I understand how Ellinor feels! Balfour, please donât blame Ellinor because of me, it was my fault.â
As she spoke, Patriciaâs voice became more and more choked, and she looked extremely aggrieved, like she was about to cry.
Balfourâs eyebrows were knit tightly; he coldly looked at her sobbing and snorted, âSo you admit it was your fault?â
Patricia was taken aback after not getting Balfourâs usual unconditional support. She looked at him with surprise, ââ¦Balfour?â
Balfour looked serious as he reprimanded her, âYou know you have hypoglycemia, so why didnât you rest at home instead of running to someone elseâs house early in the morning?â
Patricia was confused about why Balfour said that, but after a while, she softly explained, âBalfour, I didnât know I would have hypoglycemia before I left home; it might be because I forgot to eat breakfast at homeâ¦â
Balfour didnât let his guard down because of her explanation, âThen why didnât you stay home to take care of your child early in the morning instead of going to someone elseâs house for breakfast?â
Patriciaâs eyes dodged a little. âUh⦠Balfour, Iâve arranged for a nanny to take good care of Baberâ
âThe child was seriously injured yesterday; he almost lost his life, and you as a mother donât seem to care? Did you want to adopt Baber, or did you plan to let the nanny adopt him?â
âBalfour, Iâ¦