NovelEnglishMax was full of doubts, "very greasy, no ah, | specifically instructed the chef less oil and salt, and also did not put onion."
Everything is made according to Ayra's usual taste!
But Ayra was insistent, "It's just greasy, all right, you keep Bonnie company, I'll be back soon."
"That's right, brother," Bonnie also rounded up, "you just went out to buy without asking third aunt's taste, there is no guarantee
that it does not meet the taste."
"That seems to be the truth," Max scratched his head, "then okay, mom you eat and hurry back ah!"
"Got it." Ayra turned and walked out the door.
Bonnie grabbed the bag on the bedside table and handed it to Ayra, "Aunt Sam, the bag!"
"I left in a hurry and forgot all about it." Ayra smiled and reached out to take it.
With that, he left the ward.
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Max was still whispering, "Obviously the meal | bought was so appetizing, why did they say it was greasy!"
"You're not Aunt Sam, so how can you know what she wants?" Bonnie's eyes gradually darkened as she spoke.
Max nodded, "That's true, I'm not my mother, so let him be! Con Bonnie, let's eat first."
"Good!" Bonnie burst into a smile.
Within half an hour, Ayra was back in the ward.
"So soon, Mom where did you go for lunch?" Max was shocked.
Ayra put down her bag, her eyebrows were full of blandness, "I thought about what | like to eat, so | just went to the convenience
store and bought yogurt and fruit, and made up for it."
"Then it's better to eat the meal | brought back, at least it's nutritious!" Max bristled.
After all this, just eat sof these?
"Well, let's eat what you bought tonight." Ayra answered a little distractedly.
In fact, Ayra stayed until the afternoon and left.
Originally Max didn't want her to leave, "Didn't you promise Bonnie that you would stay here and take care of her overnight, what if
you leave and Bonnie and | feel awkward being alone together?"
"It's okay brother, | suddenly remembered that the caregiver is coming over in the evening, so the caregiver can take care of me
then ah." Bonnie was understanding.
The thought was that if Ayra didn't leave, there would be no way to get sthings out.
When Ayra left, Bonnie found an excuse to get rid of Max.
With that, he took out his phone and opened the recording file.
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This is what she recorded while Ayra was out, turning on the children's cell phone Joanna left here to talk and stuffing it in the
compartment of her bag.
Half an hour round trip, say Ayra is not out to talk to someone else something, Bonnie absolutely do not believe.
And this person, most likely, is Nancy!
With the headset plugged in, Bonnie listened intently to the contents of the recording on the phone.
At first there was a lot of noise, and then Ayra seemed to find a secluded and deserted place, instantly quiet.
Almost impatiently, Ayra dialed a phone number, her tone full of anger.
"Nancy, | warned you not to touch Max, and if | find out that you made a move on Max, don't blme for shaking out all your
ugly stories, and pulling down all your sons who are on the tip of your heart!"
Nancy on the other end of the phone didn't know what to say, and Ayra began to sneer.
"You don't say these excuses, Bonnie is also from the Pearson Family, everyone spoils her, you target her, it's the sas
targeting us the Pearsons, besides, Max loves her so much, how can he not help."
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