Damien Sterling hurriedly handed Emma Hart a glass of water.
"What's wrong?" he asked, concern in his voice.
"Boohoo... I ate wasabi," Emma Hart sobbed as she took the ice-cold water and downed it in one gulp, quickly wiping away the tears and snot from her face with a tissue.
"Wasabi? Hmph! Serves you right!" Damien sneered, a mocking glint in his eyes.
"Who says? I told Mrs. Harris that whoever eats the wasabi dumpling will have the best luck in the Christmas!" Emma retorted defiantly.
"Hahaha, is that so? Well, congratulations then! Does this mean you'll be eating lots of wasabi-laden things this year?" Damien chuckled.
This silly woman, still so childish despite her age. Her intelligence must be lacking; raising two kids with her would be quite the task.
