She timidly stepped aside. Seeing that Sherry still didn't look at her, she lowered her head in disappointment and sat in the corner, curling up and trying to make herself as invisible as possible.
After a while, Tania seemed to get a bit thirsty. She kept glancing at Sherry and, after hesitating, slowly walked over to her.
"Mom, I'm thirsty. Can you help me get some water?" she asked.
Sherry was video calling someone, her face full of delight and waved her hand dismissively and said, "Go get some water yourself."
Since Tania was little, I taught her not to touch hot water by herself because it would burn her. On the surveillance footage, I saw Tania running to the bathroom, turning on the faucet and taking a few sips of cold water before obediently curling up in the corner again.
It was noon in a blink of an eye and Sherry still had no intention of cooking.
Her soft voice said, "Mommy, I'm hungry ..."
Sherry replied coldly, "I know, I'll order takeout."
Tania sighed with relief and finally showed a bit of a smile. The takeout arrived, but it was all spicy crawfish, spicy burrito and iced cappuccino, things Sherry liked.