Chapter 193 Farewell

Cynthia hadn't eaten for two days, so she didn't have much strength at all. The bowl straight fell to the ground and was broken into pieces, and the porridge spilled all over the floor. Seeing the mess on the floor, Alston paused. He looked helplessly at Cynthia who was fuming on the bed, and said, "The porridge has spilled. I will send someone to clean it up later, and bring you another bowl of porridge. If you don't like it, you can continue to throw it away. There are too many bowls and a whole pot of porridge cooked by Mrs. Lewis for you to throw. If the bowls are not enough, I will send someone to buy more." Cynthia frowned and her face was flushed with anger. Alston was so irritating that Cynthia could not say a word. When Alston walked to the door, he suddenly stopped, turned his head, and looked at Cynthia with deep eyes, "This afternoon, mom's body will be cremated. You should eat something, and then you will have the strength to bid fare