As soon as he got home, Jack took off his suit and sat on the sofa naturally.
"Get me something to eat!"
Jack threw his suit on the sofa and gave the order.
This was his normal life in this family. On weekdays, my mother and I took care of everything at home. As soon as he returned home, he could eat and rest.
This time, I was indifferent.
He turned to look at me. Seeing that I was still sitting in the corner, frowning, he became a little impatient.
"What are you doing? Didn't you hear me?"
He questioned me loudly.
I looked at Jack coldly, then stood up, walked directly to the refrigerator, took out the half pot of soup that Elysia had left three days ago, and placed it in front of him.
After three days, the soup had already gone bad and was emitting a foul smell.
Jack's expression suddenly changed.
"Jennifer, what do you mean?"
Jack angrily scolded me, "This soup is stinky. You knew I was allergic to seafood, but you still gave me seafood soup?"
I listened to Jack's questioning and asked, "Are you allergic to seafood?
"Why did you let my mom cook seafood soup for you?"
He was slightly stunned. For a moment his expression was flustered.