Chapter 611

Emmie smiled and placed a few more ravioli on Noelle's plate. "Then eat a little more. It's your mom's first time cooking, and once you're in the Utopia States, you won't have this."

It wasn't like she had never cooked before—she had made instant noodles when she was alone.

Noelle ate a small bowl of ravioli without pausing, her stomach now full and round. Her eyes welled up with tears, though whether it was from happiness or something else, no one could tell.

After dinner, Noelle stayed for a bit before leaving.

Emmie watched Noelle's car disappear down the driveway before finally going upstairs.

Michael, leaning back on the bed, heard her soft footsteps approaching and lifted his eyelids.

The bedroom was dark, and when Emmie stepped in, her gaze met Michael's dark, piercing eyes. She paused at the doorway, and he continued watching her.

"Lia must be blind. She couldn't tell if it was you or the driver," Emmie said coldly, walking straight to the other side of the bed and pulli