Brandon Piers thought the ruined hospital room was already the limit of what he could endure.
But he was wrong.
The next day, when the cook delivered breakfast divided into three different shapes and portions, mixed with three different colored porridge, Brandon felt both of his eyelids twitching.
"What's going on?" Brandon tried hard to keep his composure in front of the old housekeeper.
"Miss Green said she is a doctor and knows better what nutrients you need. From now on, Miss Green will be in charge of your meals," the old housekeeper said, his face full of admiration for Abigail.
Brandon took a deep breath.
After the housekeeper left, Brandon was about to throw away the insulated box when his phone beeped. Opening it, he saw Abigail had sent a cute emoji, followed by a message that had a sinister tone even through the screen, "Breakfast is part of the deal, remember?"
Brandon: "..."
Calm down!
