"You believe whatever she says, and you waver in trusting her. You once told me that no matter what, you would always believe in me, but you've never truly believed in me." Cathy Xavier withdrew her hand, "I'm so disappointed in you."
Anna Jadwin very much wanted to dump the scalding oil from the pan onto her head and see how she would have the face to speak then.
Wayne Bailey's eyes narrowed slightly, "I haven't believed her."
"Since Mrs. Bailey's hand is injured, there's no need for her to cook. But since your mouth is fine, why not say the steps of how to cook? Mr. Bailey has seen you cook before, those few dishes you like the most, let's see if Mrs. Bailey still remembers how to make them?"
Cathy Xavier sneered coldly, "I don't know what you're trying to pull, but it's not your turn here to speak, nor is it your place to make demands or ask me to do anything."
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