Chapter 479
Chapter 479
"That's right."
After Franklin spoke, Natasha reached out to pull Lucille's hand and pretended to be on good terms
with her. She said, "Lucille, you've worked hard. Marie made your favorite dishes."
Marie Carter was a servant working in their house. She had always pampered Lucille.
When Lucille entered the house, she saw that most of the dishes on the table were Indian food that
Natasha loved. She knew she had over thought.
In the Jules family, why would anyone care she was allergic to chillies?
Natasha pulled Lucille to a seat at the round dining table and ordered, "Lucille, sit here."
"Franklin, sit next to my sister."
After Natasha had arranged Lucille’s seat, she pulled Franklin to sit next to Lucille.
When the two of them sat down, Natasha quietly sat next to Franklin.
"Lucille, you have not brought Franklin back here since you got married. Therefore, we seized this
opportunity to invite him to our house.
After everyone sat down, Marvin spoke first.
"Yes." Lucille saw Natasha sitting next to Franklin. She was not happy but was not able to voice out her
feelings.
"My Lucille does not like to talk and likes to keep everything in her heart, but she is a good girl. I will
leave her in your hands in the future." As a father, Marvin could not help but say a few words before the
meal.
"I know." Franklin glanced at Lucille, who was next to him, and stretched out his hand to fiddle with her
hair gently.
This small gesture showed the intimacy between the two people. Lucille did not respond to it much, but
it made Natasha jealous.
"Franklin, try these dishes. We have made them according to Lucille's taste," Alma flattered them when This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.
she saw that the two of them were on good terms.
"Okay." Franklin finally picked up his spoon.
Lucille saw that she could not even eat the dishes on the table. Therefore, she used her fork and
picked at the vegetable dish.
"Lucille, eat this." Natasha noticed that Lucille only ate vegetables. Hence, she quickly picked up a
shrimp from a plate on the table and placed it on her plate.
Lucille lowered her head and looked at the shrimp in front of her. It was orange-colored, and it did not
look very spicy.
Lucille looked up and said, "Thank you." She put the shrimp into her mouth and chewed it twice. Then,
her face turned pale.
"What's wrong?" Natasha blinked her big innocent eyes and looked at Lucille.
Lucille wanted to spit out the shrimp, but Franklin was there. She did not want to do this, but she had
no choice but to swallow the shrimp.
After drinking another mouthful of water, she said, "How could the shrimp be so spicy?"
"Really?" Natasha then ate a piece and ran to the kitchen and asked, "Marie, why is this shrimp spicy?
I told you before that Lucille does not eat spicy food and to make a few non-spicy dishes for her."
"No. When I was cooking just now, Mrs. Jules said that she wanted us to cook spicy food, but to keep
the servants..."
"It’s fine, Marie. Are you confused? Did you forget that Lucille cannot eat spicy food? It looks like you
are becoming forgetful."
Before Marie could finish her words, she was interrupted by Alma rudely.
Marie had been living in the Jules family for decades. Since she was young, she was responsible for
the Jules family's meals everyday. Even if everyone forgot that Lucille could not eat spicy food, Marie
would not forget.
When she ate the shrimp just now, no one said anything, which indicated that Natasha did it on
purpose.
Lucille was allergic to chili and there would be rashes on her face if she ate a little bit of it.
"It does not matter. I will drink some water," Lucille mediated and picked up the glass of water to drink.
However, while she drank, she felt a little warmth and itchiness on her face.
Natasha had been paying attention to Lucille since she ate the spicy food.
When the rashes on Lucille’s face became serious and her cheeks became flushed, Natasha asked,
"Lucille, is your face okay?"
As soon as Natasha said that, Lucille knew that her condition had become severe. She then quickly put
down her spoon and noted, "I'm full."
After that, she got up and rushed into the bathroom.
"Lucille, Lucille!"
"What happened to her?" Franklin did not know that Lucille was allergic to chillies. Although Lucille was
next to him just now, he did not pay much attention to her.
Natasha put on an act and said with a pitiful voice, "Mom, do you think Lucille would be angry with me?
I really did not know that the shrimp was spicy."
"She could spit it out if she could not eat it. She even swallowed the shrimp when she tasted the spice.
She was looking for trouble," Alma snorted and did not care about Lucille's condition.
Franklin looked coldly at the mother- and-daughter pair's performance. He had already figured out
everything. He got up and said, "Let me check on her."
"No." Natasha suddenly held Franklin's arm.
"Franklin, don't go."
"Why not?" Franklin turned around and saw Natasha's frown, with worry written all over her face.
Natasha was about to speak but stopped. It seemed that she was in a dilemma for a long time before
she argued, "Lucille's allergy looks very frightening. I had seen it once when I was a child and I still
have nightmares about it. Your relationship with her has just gotten better. Hence, it's better not to look
at it." "What's there to be afraid of? When two people live together, there will always be times when
one's careless about eating spicy food. If he doesn't look at her now, it would be more terrible if he saw
her without any mental preparation," Alma chimed in.
Marvin did not know of Alma and Natasha's plans and he also persuaded, "Franklin, Lucille is very
allergic to chili. Please bear with her in the future."
"Allergic to chili?" Franklin was surprised.
"Franklin, don't tell me you don't know." Natasha knew that Franklin was not aware of it.
"She did not mention it."
During dinner these days, Lucille would make some spicy dishes, and he did not notice whether or not
Lucille had eaten them.
Natasha walked to the bathroom and kept knocking on the door. "Lucille? Are you okay? Please say
something."
At that moment, she heard Lucille's small voice from the door. "I'm fine. I'll be out soon."
Natasha pretended not to hear her. When Franklin came behind her, she suddenly opened the door of
the bathroom!
Lucille stood inside, with red rashes all the way from the collar to her cheeks and forehead.
Her entire appearance looked extremely horrifying.
"Ah! Lucille..." When Natasha saw this, her legs went weak and she immediately hid in Franklin's arms.
Lucille saw that Franklin had seen her. Although there were clearly no changes in his eyes, she was
once ridiculed by others when they saw her allergic look. The cursed sense of inferiority came to her at
once!
Lucille, who was about to go insane, saw that Natasha leaned against Franklin's chest as if she did not
have any support or strength to stand on her own.
The usually timid Lucille suddenly lost her mind for a moment. She picked up a glass that was used for
gargling and threw it at Natasha's face.
Franklin felt that he had no obligation to protect Natasha. When he saw it, he did not take any action.
"Ahh!"
With a scream, the glass hit Natasha's forehead directly.
Fresh blood flowed down in an instant.