Chapter 993
The maid soon brought dinner over.
Fearing that Sherry might scold or beat her, she quickly made her exit after serving dinner.
Sherry tossed the needle and cloth aside before grabbing Sylvia and pulling her over to the dining
table.
Footsteps came from the door as soon as they sat down.
The maid respectfully greeted the person. “Good evening, Master Stockton.”
Sherry’s face suddenly turned pale and she put down her cutlery.
Sylvia turned to look at the entrance.
John, who was wearing a white shirt, walked over.
He smiled at Sylvia. “Please, Mrs. Carter, make yourself at home.”
He then sat down beside Sherry.
Sylvia’s lips tightened as she sat down.
The maid brought a new set of cutlery over.
John picked his spoon up and smiled. “Mrs. Carter, please help yourself.”
He smiled gently and talked politely.
If Sherry had not already told her what happened, Sylvia would
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never have believed that the man was such a hypocrite.
Out of respect for the host, she thanked John and started to eat. From time to time, she would sneak
peeks at Sherry.
Only after John began to eat did Sherry begin to eat a small piece of vegetable.
She did not dare reach for the meat that was served on the table.
Sylvia frowned and put some pieces of meat onto Sherry’s plate, pretending that she did not know
about what John had done.
She smiled. “Sherry, have some meat. You look a lot thinner than the last time I saw you. Don’t just
chew on the broccoli.”
Sherry’s eyes lit up. “It’s not that I don’t want to eat meat, but I’ve just started to enjoy being a
vegetarian.”
Despite saying so, she gobbled a piece of steak.
John smiled. “Mrs. Carter is right. Don’t just eat the vegetables. She might think I’m torturing you.”
After saying that, he put several pieces of meat onto her plate as well and looked at her gently. Sherry
choked. It was either due to a sudden happiness or the disgusting hypocrisy that the man was showing.
She turned away just in time to avoid spitting out the chewed meat that was covered in her saliva onto
the table but it landed
on John’s face instead.
The saliva covered bits of chewed meat slid off John’s face onto his white shirt and dropped to the
floor.
Sylvia and the maid at the entrance were left speechless.
Sherry’s eyes widened in shock. John was stunned.
The atmosphere went silent for several seconds, but it felt like ages.
Just as Sylvia was trying to think of a way to escape the awkward situation, Sherry’s mouth widened
into a grin before she burst into laughter.
The more she laughed, the more hysterical she became until her stomach started to hurt.
All at once, the whole house was filled with her laughter.
Unsurprisingly, John’s expression darkened, but he maintained the courtesy and politeness of a host.
Forcing a smile on his face as he looked at Sylvia, he said, “Mrs. Carter, I don’t think I can continue to
have dinner with you as I have to get myself cleaned up. Please go back to your room and I will tell the
maid to send you a new serving of dinner later.”
Even a blind man could tell that he wanted to punish Sherry.
Sylvia feigned ignorance and smiled. “It’s okay. You go ahead. Sherry and I can continue on our own.
You don’t need to prepare another serving for me.”
John maintained his smile. “Sherry’s face is also dirty and she has to get herself cleaned up as well.”
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