Chapter 15

Scarlett’s POV I didn’t utter a word on the way back. As soon as we got to the hotel, I took off my makeup and hit the shower. Eleanor looked worried since I hadn’t really eaten much all evening. She asked gently, “Do you want anything to eat?” I sat cross-legged on the couch, clearly not in the mood. “Just make some milk or something. Whatever.” I had barely touched a few bites of food and only had a glass of juice earlier. That was it. Knowing my current health, she didn’t seem to think that was nearly enough. “How about I make you a bowl of porridge? I brought the good rice Uncle gave me. He said it’s a new organic batch from our farm—super tasty. I swear you’ll love it.” She wasn’t an amateur in the kitchen. Even a simple rice porridge came out creamy and fragrant. And with that top-quality rice from the family farm… I felt my lost appetite slowly returning. I gave a small smile and nodded. “Okay, sounds good.” “Cool. You just chill and watch TV. I’ll have it ready in half an hour.