My Deceased Wife Wants a Divorce novel Chapter 32

Hannah didn’t bother to correct him and sat down for breakfast.

“Oh, savory porridge today? Good boy, you remembered your wife can’t eat seafood!” Mrs. Rosenberg Sr. said, ladling a bowl for Hannah.

Hannah accepted it with a smile, but her brow furrowed slightly as she looked at the finely chopped century egg in the porridge. She set the bowl aside.

Lionel noticed her faint look of disgust, and his face soured. “There’s no seafood in it!”

Hannah looked down, her voice flat.

“You forgot. I don’t eat century eggs.”

Her quiet words instantly wiped the displeasure from his face. His eyes widened as a long-forgotten memory resurfaced.

“Lily, from now on, you’ll be in charge of the meals again,” Hannah said. Then, she looked at Lionel, her tone devoid of any real concern, though her words feigned it. “You’re busy at the office. You shouldn’t have to worry about trivial things like this.”

His two attempts at cooking felt like a slap followed by a piece of candy, except the candy wasn’t sweet. It was nauseating.

A dead silence fell over the dining room.

Their grandmother shot her grandson a disappointed look. “Do as Hannah says. At this rate, she won’t even be able to get a proper breakfast. I just praised you for remembering, and it turns out you’ve forgotten everything.”

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