The two sat silently for a moment, and a warm voice broke the ice.
"Pasta is ready. Come eat it."
Lucy placed two large plates of steaming shrimp pasta in front of them and sat at the side, watching them with a smile.
Brenton eagerly took a bite and immediately praised.
"It tastes the same as before. Lucy, your cooking has always been so good."
Lucy nodded happily and said warmly.
"Ms. Duran, quickly taste it too. Be careful, it's hot."
Alexa immediately took a bite of the pasta. Her eyes immediately turned red, and her tears kept surging.
"What's wrong? Why are you suddenly crying? Is it not delicious?"
Brenton also became nervous and handed her a handkerchief.
"Don't cry. Can you tell me what you want to say?"
Alexa tried her best to calm herself down and said emotionally.
"It's very delicious. I just ... suddenly remembered my mother."