The Good Girl's Revenge

Chapter 578

Each dish was covered with a thick layer of peppers and Zanthoxylum. Looking at the red color, one

could easily know that people who couldn't eat it if he didn't have spicy teeth.

Evelyn couldn't help but look at Derek and got angry. It was obvious that he was trying to intimidate her.

She didn't think that Derek could stand this spicy food.

"The dishes are served. Won't you try them?"

Derek took a look at Evelyn's expression and could guess what she was thinking. He calmly picked a

spicy chicken and ate it without changing his face.

"..."

Evelyn saw that his expression did not change, as if it was delicious, she didn't say anything more.

Plucking up the courage to take one piece, Evelyn almost spat it out.

This spiciness felt like the abnormal spiciness that you only tried when you wanted to taste something

different. After taking it, Evelyn's face turned red from the heat.

She didn't have the courage to eat more, so she could find an excuse, ran to the bathroom, and quickly

spat out the food in her mouth.

Seeing Evelyn leave in such a mess, Derek shrugged.

Although it seemed too immoral to do so, it was necessary to employ some special means to deal with

such people.

In the bathroom, Evelyn was rinsing her mouth and looking at her lips which were swollen because of

spiciness. She couldn't help but feel angry and threw the tissue on the floor.

She had never suffered such grievances since she was a child.

Now she understood why Easton had so many bad ideas. It turned out that he had learned them from

his father.

Evelyn tried her best to calm down. She couldn't lose her temper. It wouldn't do her any good if she

fought with Derek now.

Just as Evelyn was getting upset, her phone rang.

She opened it and immediately saw a link to the news. When she clicked it, the anger on her face

faded a lot.

After putting on some makeup, Evelyn walked out of the bathroom with a smile and returned to the

private room.

Evelyn could not eat these dishes, and Derek was not interested in eating them with her. After a while,

he took the initiative and said, "Miss Smith doesn't seem to have any appetite. In this case, why don't I

send someone to take you home first? I got something to do at my company."

When Evelyn heard this, she didn't say anything or ask Derek to see her off in person. She readily

agreed.

Derek drove away, feeling incredulous.

How could this woman have such a good temper? It wasn't her style.

However, since he needn't force himself to duck and dive, Derek did not do anything. He called the

driver to drive Evelyn home and he went back to the company.

...

Meredith brought Easton and Fiona home.

Along the way, the two children got along well, she had no chance to interrupt.

As soon as Easton got home, he pulled Fiona around and showed her around his home. Seeing he

was passionate, Meredith said, "Easton, you can play with Fiona for a while. I'll prepare clothes and so

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"Okay, mom."

Easton nodded and pulled Fiona, "This is my room. You can play with my toys."

Looking at the colorful toys, Fiona showed a trace of envy in her eyes.

She had never played with toys since she grew up. Her parents hated her. How could they buy these

things for her?

"Easton, your parents are nice to you."

Fiona couldn't help but say.

Hearing the disappointment in her words, Easton comforted her, "When you find your mother, she will

be good to you. My mother and I have been separated for several years."

Hearing this, Fiona's eyes lit up, "Really?"

Although she had always wanted to find her mother, she did not know if her mother would like her or

treat her well.

"Of course. After all, she's your mother. Blood is thicker than water."

Easton smiled and gave a doll to Fiona, "This is my favorite doll. Here it is. You can tell her if you are

afraid or have something on your mind."

Hearing this, Fiona nodded heavily, but she felt a little upset.

No one had been so nice to her since she was a child.

"Easton, I hope you will always be so happy. I hope your parents will always be together and treat you

well."

Easton was happy to hear this.

"Well, as you say this, I'm worried."

Easton's good mood became worse instantly.

The relation between father and mother was strange now. Seeing this, he became anxious. However,

even if he was anxious, he couldn't meddle things between adults.

"What's wrong? Are you in trouble?"

Fiona thought she had said something wrong, looking at Easton with a look of annoyance.

"It has nothing to do with you. My parents have been having a cold war recently, and I don't know how

to make them get back together."

Hearing this, Fiona sighed.

The two kids were more mature than normal children, so they sat together, sighing.

Meredith looked around, finally found a set of clothes that both boys and girls could wear, and found a

set of pajamas for Fiona, and then came in to see them.

She thought that although she had a general understanding of the situation, she should ask the child

what she was thinking.

When she came in, she saw the two kids sitting together, looking sad, not knowing what they were

talking about.

Seeing this, Meredith was torn between annoyance and a desire to laugh, "Easton, what are you doing

with this expression?"

"Nothing. We just have a chat."

When Easton saw Meredith coming, he stopped worrying, "Mom, why are you here?"

"I'll take Fiona to take a bath."

Meredith was interested in Easton's strange behavior, but Fiona was around, it was hard for her to

ignore her, so she said and took her to take a shower.

"Fiona, aunt will take you to have a shower, okay?"

Meredith was afraid of scaring Fiona. She squatted down and asked cautiously.

"Yes, okay."

Fiona nodded and looked at Meredith. She couldn't help but think that if her mother was as gentle as

this aunt, then she would be the happiest girl in the world.

The more Meredith looked at Fiona, the more she liked her. She wanted to have a daughter, good and

sensible. Now a little girl visited her family, so she was exceptionally gentle.

"Mom, I don't think you can do this. You're not gentle to me."

Easton couldn't help but ask. Although he wasn't jealous, he wanted to talk about the treatment

discrimination.