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... Martin’s bewildered expression and finally realized what he had just done. He suddenly dropped his head, "Where’s my porridge?"
"Are you concerned about me?" Isabelle wasn’t fooled and pressed further.
"No." Jeffrey denied it without even thinking.
Isabelle’s terrible mood from the whole night brightened up. She knew he did care about her, but she also knew his personality. She placed the porridge on the table, "Eat up, Mr. Foster."
Jeffrey wasn’t hungry, but eati ...
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