In the washroom, Mary whispered to William, "Don't be rude at the dinner table later. Aunt Amy knew you were sick, so she specially prepared some light dishes for you. She's really nice to you."
"You're feeling great now, aren't you?" William stared at her and shook the water off his hands. The water sprinkled onto Mary's face.
"What the hell, William!" Mary scowled and covered her face, but she saw that William was already heading to the table.
Mary quickly hurried to the table. "Wow, it smells amazing!"
"Just eat it." Aunt Amy doted on Mary like she was her own daughter.
"Okay, Aunt Amy, you have some too!"
"Thank you, Mary." Aunt Amy nodded. After a little hesitation, she eventually grabbed a spoon, and filled a bowl of wax gourd soup for William. "William, you still have a cold. Light soup might be better for you."
Mary was so worried, she hoped that William would not throw his chopsticks and walk away.
"Fine." William nodded. He looked at his stepmother and said, "Thank you, Aunt Amy.
th. Did her sense of taste malfunction or something?
"Ah, bah, it's so sour!" Even Mary's face turned sour after eating the orange.
"What's wrong?" Aunt Amy asked with concern.
"Nothing, I just ate the orange." Mary waved her hand, but she saw William was snickering on the side.
She saw an annoying smile on his face.
She was tricked again! Damned cunning boss!
After the variety show was over, William stood up and said, "It's time to go to bed."
"Well, it's getting late." Timothy looked at the time.
"That's right. William and Mary you can go upstairs first," Aunt Amy added.
"Then we're leaving now." William looked at them one more time before heading to the stairs.
"Aunt Amy, Father, good night." Mary bowed her head to them and followed William upstairs.
"The two kids look like a perfect match." Aunt Amy continued, "Such a serious man like William would even joke with Mary around!"
"You're right." Timothy nodded and looked at them. For some reason, he felt a little worried.