Vincent put the lunch box on the coffee table. Then he walked to the desk and asked, "What are you working on so absorbedly?"
"The designer sent me the final draft." Emily wanted to click off the page. She gave her seat to Vincent as she found that he came over, "Please help me check if there's anything wrong with it."
"Go and get something to eat," Vincent said nothing. He gently held her and pushed her towards the coffee table.
"Okay." Emily washed her hands. Then she sat down on the sofa and began to eat.
Every time, the food Vincent brought had meat and vegetables. There was also one porridge and one soup. Emily could have one of them or both of them. It depended on her preference. In short, Vincent built up her health with all kinds of balanced food.
In the first few days after Maury's death, first, Emily was at a wake and then she had a fever. Therefore, she had lost eight kilograms in less than a week and even the extra fat on her waist was gone.
