A Minimal Style

"Master Floyd always says that he misses his grandson. I remember..."

Jane raised her eyebrows. Before she finished, Andrew immediately took the garbage bag.

"You win!"

Andrew didn't know what to say. He decided that when William returned, he would report her mercilessly.

It was a marriage of convenience between William and her. How could she be so arrogant?

Needless to say, Andrew knew that Jane must have said something to Lainey.

Jane didn't bother to talk to Andrew. She made a bowl of broth noodles with an egg and some vegetables.

She also put a little sesame oil in it, which smelled good.

When Andrew smelled it, he hurried to the dining table and sat down. He ate big mouthfuls thought it was hot.

The things on the tea table were all packed up, but stains left.

There were beers in the bottle. And the bottles fell down when Andrew tidied up. The rest of the beers pilled everywhere.

What a waste!