"Nothing. I haven't had much of an appetite lately, and I feel like throwing up after eating." Wendy glanced at me out of the corner of her eye and pretended to be pitiful again. "It's not because Georgia has upset me."
I couldn't help but sneer.
"Go to the hospital. You don't wanna fall ill, do you?"
But Wendy pushed us away in a panic.
"I'm not going to the hospital!"
Realizing that her reaction was too strong, she tried to make up for it.
"I know my own body. Keith, let's go. Georgia can't wait to see us gone."
Keith glared at me fiercely.
"If something happens to Mom, I'll see how you make up for it!"
How I make up for it?
I want to see how you two make up for it.
I went back to the room while saying, "Get out of my house within an hour."
The next morning, I slept in and woke up naturally, which was rare.
The warm sun shone on me, and I was in a better mood.
I leisurely made breakfast, and when I took a bite, I realized that I hadn't had a warm breakfast in a long time.
Keith had a weak stomach and high demands for breakfast.
In my previous life, Wendy would "thoughtfully" wake me up at 5:30 a.m. every morning and ask me to make breakfast for Keith.
After I finished, Wendy would "thoughtfully" let me go back to sleep.
I thought she really cared about me.
Later I learned that she did it to get rid of me and have breakfast alone with Keith.
She deliberately said at the dining table, "Georgia can sleep indeed. She ignored me when I asked her to get up for breakfast. It's a pity that I made such good food."
After I got up, I could only eat their leftovers.
It was so ironic. They said that home was wherever one's family was.
But the first time I felt at home in this house was when they were gone.
In this home, I wasn't the free Georgia Burns. I was Keith's thoughtful wife and Wendy's obedient daughter-in-law.
I lay on the soft sofa and watched the projection all day.
After living a hard life for so long, I felt so happy when I did such a small thing.
I kept watching until I got hungry in the evening, and went downstairs to an upscale restaurant to enjoy a meal.
In fact, this restaurant had been open for a long time. I wanted to come and eat when it opened, but I was always stopped because Wendy thought it was expensive.
After eating to my heart's content and returning home, I realized that life could be so beautiful.