On the Ruins of His Regret I Soar novel Chapter 91

Susan turned her head, her gaze fixed on Catherine, as if demanding an answer.

A bitter taste filled Catherine's mouth. Lance was gone. This old woman could crush her as easily as stepping on an ant.

Catherine's hand tightened into a fist under the table, but her face showed a faint, placid smile. "Susan, I think every situation has to be judged on its own merits. If a relationship is already at its breaking point, there's no sense in forcing it to continue."

"I wasn't talking about marriage," Susan said, her eyes boring into Catherine. "Why did your mind immediately go there? Is it because the man you've fallen for is married?"

Catherine drew a sharp breath. The old woman was playing games, pretending innocence after setting the trap.

She smoothed the smile on her face. "Susan, who I love is my choice and my private matter. Am I expected to have every secret stripped bare just for the privilege of having dinner at your home?"

Susan turned to Karen. "Did you hear that? This child has such a sharp tongue. You'd think I'd committed some terrible crime. She's accusing me of trying to strip her bare! If word of that got out, what would people think of me?"

"Ms. Brown is just joking with you," Karen said smoothly.

"Fine, fine," Susan waved a dismissive hand. "Go to the kitchen and bring out the soup."

Karen left and returned with a tureen.

Susan had her serve Catherine. "I had Karen make this special. When your stepfather was a boy, he and Lance's father used to play here all the time, and he loved my lotus seed soup. If I hadn't injured myself, I would have made it myself. But Karen has learned my recipe perfectly over the years. The taste should be just as good."

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