Mrs. Dottie stopped, gritted her teeth behind them and cursed herself for being so stupid to come here at this time.
She knew that Mr. and Mrs. Han were in the study room. A handsome man and a beautiful woman were alone in one room in the middle of the night. They must have done something romantic. Why was she so stupid to come here to send the midnight snack?
Could the snack be more tasteful than the beautiful woman?
Blushing, Mrs. Dottie turned around and walked in again awkwardly.
"Sir, madam, I come here to bring you some night snack."
Mrs. Dottie smiled stiffly and looked at Zoe,
who was still sitting on Henry's lap, of course, being forced. She raised her hand to cover her face and hid her head in the man's arms with her back to Mrs. Dottie, looking ashamed and indignant.
The smile on Mrs. Dottie's face suddenly deepened, and her eyes were filled with a trace of relief. She put the tray in her hand on the table beside.