Chapter 733
Veronica spotted Ellinor eating and seemingly enjoying herself, which ticked her off. So she stepped up
to Balfour to rant.
âBalfour, good timing! I've got to tell you. Patricia just got bullied!
It's 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, I'm
fine..."
Balfour listened to Veronica's 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 couldn't be eaten, so I ended up with a sandwich."
Balfour's 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 Balfour's 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 didn't mean
to eat Ellinorâs breakfast, I didn't know it was hers; I just felt a bit hypoglycemic and ate some.
I didn't 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
didn't expect her to get so mad and pour the food on my head! But I understand how Ellinor feels!
Balfour, please don't blame Ellinor because of me, it was my faultâ
As she spoke, Patriciaâs voice became more and more choked, and she looked extremely aggrieved, like
she was about to cry.
Balfour's 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 Balfour's usual unconditional support. She looked at him
with surprise, â... Balfour?â
Balfour looked serious as he reprimanded her, âYou know you have hypoglycemia, so why didn't you
rest at home instead of running to someone else's house early in the morning?â
Patricia was confused about why Balfour said that, but after a while, she softly explained, âBalfour, I
didn't know I would have hypoglycemia before I left home; it might be because I forgot to eat
breakfast at home...â
Balfour didn't let his guard down because of her explanation, âThen why didn't you stay home to take
care of your child early in the morning instead of going to someone else's house for breakfast?â
Patricia's eyes dodged a little. âUh... Balfour, I've 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 don't seem to
care? Did you want to adopt Baber, or did you plan to let the nanny adopt him?"
âBalfour, I...