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Return of the Lost Heiress
âI turned 41 this year. I cooked a variety of dishes on my birthday this year, but I had hoped he would still buy me that pack of grilled chicken. Even if he didnât buy it for me, I was happy with just my daughterâs companionship.
âI waited the whole day from noon until the evening. Then, I waited until it was midnight. I reheated the food I cooked repeatedly and sat by the table watching TV for the whole day. @@novelbin@@
âI canât remember what was happening on the show, but I remember finding it funny and laughing along with it.
âI was still craving my grilled chicken, but I was worried my motherâinâlaw would be upset if she found the takeaway box. However, I remembered it was my birthday, so I went ahead and ordered it along with some sides.
âI felt like the table was missing something and thought about calling the restaurant to ask if they could buy me a cake along the way. The cake didnât need to be anything expensive, it could be something simple from the convenience store.
âBut I was afraid that those young people would find me annoying and burdensome. I didnât want to be someone hateful, especially on my birthday.â
The second the first half of her post came out, it immediately went viral. Wynter had said that the matter needed time to simmer. Well, it had simmered well enough and had broken out at that moment.