CHAPTER 40

  Three hours later, Emma woke up with a knock on her door. She hissed before tossing on her bed for sometimes.

  She hates being woken up from sleep, sitting down on the bed, she sleepily rub her eyes before muttering a faint come in.

  Mrs Henshaw came in with a tray of food and different types of drinks. Emma sat there wearing a frown on her face, why will she stress herself to cook for her? Emma planned on not eating lunch and that was why she didn't bother preparing one.

  "I am sorry to disturb you my dear, you have been sleeping for hours without having your lunch. I thought it might be better if I prepare one for you" Mrs Henshaw said, a smile appearing on her face.

  "You shouldn't have bothered to make me lunch, thank you" Emma replied, she couldn't reject the food the nice woman took her time to prepare for her.

  Aside from her mother, no one as ever cooked for her like this and now, this woman came into the picture.