Seeing her reach out to take the chicken soup, the housekeeper’s face showed a relieved smile, and then she didn’t forget to remind her again.
"That’s right, this chicken soup is very nutritious. You have to remember to let Mr. Drexler drink it."
Summer Shawcross didn’t pick up on the implication in her words; she was just feeling very annoyed thinking about what Noah Drexler did today.
She wasn’t going to leave the chicken soup for that jerk!
Although she thought this way, she still nodded at the housekeeper perfunctorily.
The housekeeper closed the door with satisfaction.
As soon as the door closed, Summer, who had already been tempted by the aroma of the chicken soup, couldn’t help but lower her head to drink it.
By the time the soup was finished, and Summer was eyeing the chicken leg, the door suddenly swung open.
"By the way, madam, I forgot to remind you, you absolutely cannot..." The housekeeper’s words abruptly stopped as she looked in horror at the bowl in Summer’s hand, now left with just a chicken leg, her face turning pale.
"You drank it all?" She asked in disbelief.
"Mm." She nodded honestly.
"Oh my God, we’re done for..." The expression on the housekeeper’s face turned to one of collapse.
Seeing the housekeeper make such a fuss, Summer couldn’t help but feel displeased. It was just a bowl of chicken soup; did she have to be so dramatic?
"It’s just a bowl of soup. Why can Noah Drexler drink it, but I can’t?" She asked discontentedly.
This housekeeper was usually pretty nice to her; why was she so stingy about a bowl of chicken soup today?
"Madam... Mr. Drexler can drink this soup, but you can’t..." The housekeeper looked at Summer, her face full of helplessness.
"Why?" She asked, puzzled.
"Madam, you... ahh... I really don’t know how to explain this to you," the housekeeper struggled to articulate.
It was all her fault; today she saw Mr. Drexler and Madam argue, and it seemed rather serious. She was worried their relationship would revert to how it used to be... So, she came up with an idea.
She made a bowl of chicken soup with some special ingredients, thinking that as long as the young couple were sweet and loving, everything should be fine.
But who would have thought, this bowl of chicken soup ended up being drunk by Madam.
...
Seeing the look of shame on the housekeeper’s face, Summer was stunned for a while before suddenly realizing something.
"You... You couldn’t have put... put that kind of thing in it, did you?" Summer’s face flushed red with shock as she asked.
The housekeeper sighed, then nodded.
——Crash!
The bowl slipped from Summer’s hand and shattered on the ground. She looked at the housekeeper in utter disbelief, deeply regretting why she had to be so greedy as to drink that bowl of chicken soup!
"Madam, don’t worry. I’ll go call Mr. Drexler right now..." The housekeeper looked at her with concern.
As soon as she mentioned calling Noah Drexler, Summer’s expression changed drastically, and she quickly stopped her.
"Don’t you dare!"
"If you dare call him, I’ll die here!" She gritted her teeth and said angrily.
The last person she wanted to see now was Noah Drexler.
Especially in such an embarrassing situation, she didn’t want to see that jerk at all!
"But... if Mr. Drexler doesn’t come, then what do we do..." The housekeeper said awkwardly.
Summer’s face changed a few times before she bit her lip and said.
"None of you are allowed to come in!"
With that, she slammed the door shut and locked it, leaning wearily against it.