[Ellie's P.O.V.]
"You sit here, I'll bring the food over." I wanted to get up and help her, but Edith pushed me back into the chair. "You were too tired last night. You should rest well today."
Without giving me a chance to be polite, Edith sashayed over to serve the dishes.
She was already close to fifty years old, but her figure was still in good shape. I believed it had something to do with her young mentality. She was wearing tight-fitting jeans and a casual short-sleeved top, which showed all her good points vividly. But at the same time, she was also very thin, as if she could be easily blown over.
