"Sis, you've been so impatient these past few days that I haven't recognized you. Are you feeling well now that we're finally going to fulfill your whim?" Mr. Carter asked as he smiled mischievously to the side.
Jasmine glared at him, causing him to laugh awkwardly, and she refocused on the road.
"Maybe I'm a little impatient to know how that boy has improved. You wouldn't understand. When I first met him, he was eating meat from a curse of disgust, and now he has received so much praise from you. I really want to see how much he's grown." She smiled as she said this, but her brother put a hand to his forehead.
"Sis, you've said that 3 times already; why are you repeating it? I know; the bastard is tough as nails. Even his stomach must be a firm rock."
"Hmph, even though I've told you several times, you still don't understand. Forget it." She averted her gaze even further from her brother's face, though it was to hide how red it was.
