After a brief silence, Joanne finally spoke up.


    "They don''t taste like the ones I had when I was young...


    The ones I had when I was young were very sweet.


    But this isn''t that sweet.


    It''s a bit sour, but...


    There''s a sweet aftertaste." "Ha, ha, ha! That''s great.


    Well, it''s bad if the s''mores pops are just sweet.


    I like them sour and sweet.


    It''s more challenging." Renee made some meaningfulments, and started having one s''mores pop too.


    "Mm... It''s good! I''ve got to say that Quinton cooks well.


    I feel like getting him into catering." Renee had never tasted such delicious s''mores pops.


    She had a few of them at one go, and smugly started talking about Quinton again.


    1 But Joanne was no longer that repulsed.


    She even chimed in, " Yeah, you''re right.


    He''s good at cooking.


    He was always the one who cooked when we were young." "Ts...that so?" Renee was speaking carefully.


    She held her breath for fear that Joanne might regain her wits and start hating Quinton again.


    At least, she could tell from Joanne''s expression and reaction that she did not hate Quinton.


    "If you like his cooking, I''ll make him cook from now on..." Renee grabbed the chance and raised a question. "What would you like to eat tonight? Just say it.


    I''ll get the ingredients and make him cook." "Anything." Joanne forced a smile, and looked at Renee thankfully. "Thank you for taking care of me.


    You made me feel at home, which I hadn''t had for a long time.


    Honestly, I feel quite shameless, and I don''t want to leave." "Just stay here if you don''t want to leave.


    I''ve got many rooms here.


    The more, the merrier.


    I''m d, even if I''m just thinking of it.


    oy Renee was happy to see the change in Joanne.


    There would be room to turn things around as long as she epted their kindness.


    Regardless, Renee would not have a guilty conscience.


    "Okay, let''s not disturb Ms.


    Garcia for such a long time.


    She needs a good rest." Margaret checked the time, and asked Renee to leave the room.


    Nevertheless, Joanne had just escaped death and was weak.Text property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org.


    She would only heal faster with more rest.


    When they exited the room, they breathed a sigh of relief.


    "Ms.


    Ren, thisdy is very pitiful.


    Her body has weakened to a ghastly state.


    She has to stay here to get better, regardless of her willingness.


    If not...


    Something will happen to her sooner orter." Margaret and Renee went downstairs.


    She eagerly told Renee what she had found.


    "T also hope that she can stay here and let US take care of her fora while but Renee looked up in the direction of Joanne''s room. She was more or less worried.


    "What''s wrong? Didn''t she make up her mind to stay?" Margaret did not understand? Renee''s worries.


    "Yes, she said that, but we have no idea about her true decision.


    You don''t know her.


    She''s very stubborn.


    I''m afraid she just agreed on the surface, but did some stupid things secretly don''t think so.


    She doesn''t have to joke around with her body," Margaret said.


    After spending some time with Joanne, Margaret found Joanne a very obedient woman.


    Joanne had just led a miserable life, and needed love.


    "we don''t know for sure." A sigh escaped Renee.


    "After all, we still have a time bomb here, which is Quinton...


    I''m sure you understand."