Chapter 517

Adina felt defeated too.

She sat by the bed before she lifted the lid of the porridge. She spooned up some, put it to the man’s lips, and calmly said, “Open your mouth.”

Duke opened his mouth obediently.

The bland porridge swirled around on his lips and tongue before he swallowed it.

It was the most delicious porridge that he had ever eaten.

He smiled faintly and slowly said, “I want more.”

“Do you know what you look like now?” Adina looked at him with a faint smile and asked in a meaningful way.

Duke did not understand. “What do I look like?”

Adina wanted to say “a stray dog,” but she held back.

“You look like Harold,” she said helplessly.

“You’re wrong. He should be the one who looks like me.” Duke did not feel embarrassed at all. “He’s my son. If he doesn’t look like me, who else could he look like?”

Okay.

Adina could not argue back.

As though she had surrendered to fate, she kept feeding Duke again and again.

That went on until someone else suddenly pushed open the wa