If Zelda doesn't eat cheese, then what was cheese doing in the refrigerator. They wouldn't have bought cheese for only Sophia, right?
Keeping the spoon back to the bowl, Aarvi looked disappointed but Aaron could feel the slyness hiding behind that expression. He couldn't blame his wife when his grandmother was the one who started throwing a fit of temper.
"I am sorry, Elder Madam. What kind of soup do you prefer then? I will be careful next time." then she asked, "How about sweet-sour soup? Or a tomato?"
Zelda glanced at the girl who was being polite. She doubted if Aarvi truly knew how to cook so many types. Thinking of it, the soup on the table indeed looked appetizing while Aarvi served it to Sophia and Aaron.
"Never mind, I will adjust." She scoffed. She thought Aarvi was going to serve soup to her feeling glad but Aarvi didn't.
Aaron shook his head resignedly. None fails to fall into his wife's trap.
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