Chapter 295 Don&##x27;t Be Double-faced

"Only God knows what goes on in this madman's mind. Perhaps he will cook up an unpalatable
breakfast," Rita taunted David, as she glanced at him with mischief.

David, however, didn't feel embarrassed at all. He gently placed the hot pot on the table.

Emily and Rita looked at the pot and found chopped herb-medicines and vegetables in the porridge.
They were all minced meticulously so that the two women could not make out what kind of herb-
medicines and vegetables there were in the pot. The unpleasant smell of the medicine in the porridge
eventually spread out in the dinning room.

Now, Emily was ready to believe what Rita was saying about David's cooking. Not only did the dish not
look appetizing at all, even the porridge seemed a bit burnt. Emily felt hopeless, and yet she
optimistically convinced herself that may be the porridge would make up for its unappealing smell with
its surprisingly good taste...

"What the hell is that?" Rita exclaimed with a disgusted expression on her face.

David sighed and rubbed his nose. Even he couldn't help admitting to himself that the porridge in the
pot could hardly be presented as food. "You told me that you've been suffering from menstrual cramps
recently. So I consulted an old herbalist doctor and got this herbal prescription from him. This pot of
porridge was cooked according to the prescription. Regardless of how it looks, this herbal porridge will
do good to your health," he explained.

"Are you sure it will do good to my health? I think I will probably suffer a serious case of food poisoning
after I eat it," Rita answered, as she covered her nose with her hands.

David quickly replied, "It's safe to eat. Really. I've tasted it."



David's interaction with Rita was so entertaining that Emily could not help but burst into laughter. The
depressive thoughts of Jacob gradually faded away from her mind in this fun-filled, loving atmosphere.

Under David's expectant gaze, Rita reached out to fill the bowl with porridge, with a doubtful expression
on her face, before tasting it...

"Well, what do you think?" he asked. David, who had never cooked anything in his life before, looked
like a student waiting for his homework to be evaluated by his teacher.

Rita's face turned green, and even though she did not speak, she frowned at him with an obvious
expression of disgust on her face. She couldn't even find the words to describe the taste of the
porridge.

On the other hand, Rita's lack of consideration, upset David, as it was a severe blow to his pride and
confidence.

Disheartened, David wanted to sit down and rest for a while, but since the seats beside Rita were
already taken by Emily and Dylan, he had no choice but to sit right across Rita.

David looked at Emily and apologized sincerely, "Emily, I'm sorry for what happened last night. I
shouldn't have imposed my will on you."

Emily was startled by David's sudden confession of apology. It took her a few seconds before she
figured out what he was talking about. "That's all right..." she replied.

Meanwhile, Emily was riddled with guilt, because she had kept the truth about why Jacob wanted to kill
the unborn child in her from them, and not only that, she was using their trust to cover up her real
intentions.

Emily acknowledged that fact that she had done something shameful, but she had no other choice.



Aborting this child was out of the question for Emily, so she couldn't let Jacob know where she was.

'Rita, David, I'm sorry, ' she apologized in her heart.

"You are Rita's friend, and of course my friend too. If there's anything that I can help you with in the
future, just tell me. I will do my best to help you. You can stay here as long as you want. There's
nothing to worry about," assured David. The sincerity in his tone gave Emily the support she needed
after the turbulent days she had gone through.

Although Emily felt guilty, she knew that it was not the right time to tell them the truth. She forced
herself to control her emotions and then simply answered, "Thank you."

"Don't say that anymore, Emily. We are friends," David replied, as he took a stealthy glance at Rita's
face, only to be caught by her eyes looking straight at him. David raised his eyebrows and gave Rita a
complacent look, which hinted that he was expecting to be praised by her.

However, Rita turned away with a snort. Apparently, she did not want to see his smug face, thinking
that it was immature for an adult to strive for her praise and compliments all the time. She took a
spoonful of the porridge and fed it to Dylan, who was playing a small steamed bun.

As soon as Dylan tasted the porridge, his face turned green. He spat it all out within a second and then
started crying in the next.

Dylan's crying grew louder by the minute. It was the only way he knew how to express his dislike.

David felt disappointed at the sight of his baby son's repugnance for the porridge he had cooked
himself, but he tried to put on a brave face.

Was his porridge really that dreadful? But it tasted good to him when he had a taste.



David comforted his son, sadly, unwilling to accept the truth. He turned around and looked at Emily,
with a glimmer of hope in his eyes. If everyone found the porridge absolutely repulsive, he would give
up cooking and never go into the kitchen for the rest of his life.

David's expectant look made Emily feel like there was a heavy burden on her shoulders and she
muttered, "Eh..."

In truth, Emily was also afraid of getting food poisoning, as she looked at the porridge with scepticism.

"The medicinal herbs in the porridge have the function of invigorating the circulation of blood, right?
Emily can't eat that due to her pregnancy," Rita reminded, and pulled Emily out of her dilemma.

The light in David's eyes that once glimmered with hope, was now completely dim. Hopeless and
crushed, he said, "Okay, I got it. I'm just going to throw it away..."

"Wait! David, you can't waste so much food. All right, I don't think it's that bad. Maybe we can all eat it
together," Rita said, looking at the pot of black porridge with reluctance and doubt.

Rita thought about what David had said. When he found out about her menstrual cramps, he made an
effort and sought help from an old herbalist doctor who had given him the instructions on how to make
this porridge for her.

David was used to living like a king, so this was the first time he had ever cooked anything in his life...
Rita remembered when she learned how to cook just so she could please him, but unfortunately, she
never had the chance to cook for him as he rejected her at that time.

Thus, when David did something nice for her, Rita could not stop herself from thinking about what she
had sacrificed for him before. The memories used to make her upset and as a consequence, she
wanted to make him suffer as well.



However, even strong and tough women had soft hearts. Even if Rita's heart was cold as ice, one day it
would melt, just as long as someone kept rubbing it the right way.

Rita felt like a pathetic loser. This man who had betrayed her trust, caused her unforgivable pain and
broken her heart countless times, was at her disposal, and yet her heart was feeling pity for him.

When David heard Rita's words, his sense of loss vanished without trace, and his heart was filled with
immeasurable joy. "Are you serious?" he asked in a pleased tone.

Rita felt as if David was a naive child, easy to please and soft-hearted. "Yes," she answered.

"But you just said it tasted horrible. Forget it. Don't force yourself..." David said in a low voice, but his
eyes were shining with happiness.

"David, stop acting. Okay?" she said. With a dismissive look on her face, she fought the urge to hit him
on the head with the spoon in her hand. "Your acting is plain and artificial. I'm not blind. I can see
through your smirk," she added.

Evidently, he was very happy. Why did he act like a two-faced idiot? Rita rolled her eyes at him.

"You caught me red-handed. Rita, you are so clever," David praised, as he immediately returned to his
normal state, grinning cheekily, which needled Rita, making her want to slap his smug face.

Emily ate the steamed buns as she sat silently and watched the two people share a pot of black
porridge. Their public display of affection was the source of Emily's envy.

Although she didn't know what had happened between Rita and David, the only thing she could be
sure of was that they loved each other very much now.



The spectators see the chess game better than the players. Even though, the couple hadn't realized it
yet, Emily did.

Emily was still worried about the child in her belly, so she decided to go to the hospital for a check up
after breakfast. Since the hospital had better equipments, she could get a thorough exam and a clear
diagnosis, instead of inviting a doctor to come over for a check up.

Since Rita was anxious for Emily's safety, she decided to tag along with her.

Thus, David had to bring his baby son to his company again. However, before he left for work, he made
sure to send bodyguards to follow and protect the ladies.

Although they were in C City, which was a remote southern city and out of Jacob's sphere of influence,
Emily still carefully disguised herself with a scarf and sun-glasses. Just to add to her sham, Emily even
asked David to give her a fake ID, so she could go out with Rita without worrying about anything.

When she got to the hospital, she realized that she was faced with a new problem.

Emily was afraid that after the tests, when the doctor would tell them the results, Rita would find out the
truth in due course. Somehow, Emily would have to draw Rita away in the right time.


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