Chapter 117 Conflict

Lydia nodded slightly, but Nydia, upon hearing her words, retorted angrily, "What are you waiting for? Do you want me to starve to death? And look at the time now, who wakes up this late? As a wife, shouldn't you be up before your husband? At least you should have helped Lambert get ready for work and served him breakfast!"

Lydia restrained her frustration and said, "I'm sorry."

"Sorry won't cut it. You know you're wrong, so hurry up and make breakfast!" Nydia demanded.

After a moment of silence, Lydia finally entered the kitchen.

When the fragrant aroma wafted from the kitchen, Lydia knew that breakfast was ready. She brought out the food bowls carefully, serving Nydia a bowl, who tasted it with disdain.

"Eating something so greasy in the morning. Do you even know how to balance your diet? It's pitiful how Wythe grew up following you," Nydia remarked.

Lydia was speechless for a moment before she replied, "Mom, this shouldn't be considered greasy."

"But it's filled with eggs and meat,