Chapter 4

I couldn't help but frown and let out a cold laugh.

"Who are you calling 'honey' so shamelessly? Lucas, why are you so worried?"

Lucas suddenly remembered I was still beside him and reflexively let go of her hand.

After realizing what happened, he looked at me with an expression that said, "How can you still be like this?"

"Sister Li is my relative, I'm just showing concern. How can you be jealous? You're such a little jealous cat."

As if afraid I might misunderstand, he comfortingly kissed my face and urged Olivia to continue cleaning.

Olivia glared at me resentfully, her eyes rimmed with red as she cleaned up the broken pieces and knelt to mop the floor.

To divert my attention and prevent me from continuing to give Olivia a hard time, Lucas became exceptionally attentive to me.

He poured tea, cut fruit, and even gave me a massage.

I enjoyed his attentiveness and kindly didn't speak up again.

I could give her a hard time later anyway, since it would take time for her to finish cleaning.

When Olivia finally stood up tiredly, I lazily asked her to cook pork intestines for me.

"I don't trust the pork intestines from outside. You need to clean them thoroughly before cooking."

I had just had some unprocessed pork intestines delivered, which were absolutely stinky.

Olivia looked to Lucas for help.

Lucas turned away reluctantly but didn't speak up to plead for her.

I watched their interaction coldly, mockingly.

Relying on a man is useless, especially this kind of unreliable man.

Rather than asking him for help, she might as well bow her head and beg me.

So, Olivia could only clean the pork intestines in the kitchen, retching as she worked.

When the pork intestines were served, I took one look and threw them in the trash.

At this point, Olivia couldn't hold back anymore. She pointed at my nose and scolded angrily.

"How can you be like this? I worked so hard to cook that!"

Lucas couldn't help but speak up for her.

"Emma, you weren't like this before. How can you waste food?"

"Quickly pick it up from the trash. Don't be wasteful."

I glanced at the pork intestines mixed with various kitchen waste in the trash can, too disgusting to have any appetite.

Looking at the two people united against me, I dropped a bombshell—