Chapter 232 - Afraid of Her Mother (1/2)

Translator: Nyoi-Bo StudioEditor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“But your mother clearly knew that you are allergic to chocolate. So why did she give it to you?”

At that moment, Ruby Cromwell put down the pencil in her right hand. She suddenly shook her head and hugged her head with both hands.

“I don’t know, I don’t know.”

Ruby Cromwell looked very scared.

“Don’t ask me, I don’t know!”

Lauren Torres was stunned by Ruby Cromwell’s sudden change of mood.

She quickly patted Ruby Cromwell on the shoulder.

“Ruby, are you alright?”

Ruby Cromwell was in this posture and muttered to herself for a long time before she slowly calmed down. Her eyes were red as if she had experienced a battle in her heart.

Lauren Torres did not dare to bring up the matter anymore. She was afraid that it would agitate Ruby Cromwell again.

After she calmed down, Ruby Cromwell picked up her pencil and started working on her math problem. It was as if what had just happened had never happened at alland she was not the one who had a sudden emotional breakdown.

Lauren Torres did not say anything else. Instead, she quietly sized up Ruby Cromwell’s room.

This room was no different from an ordinary little girl’s room. On the right side was a bookshelf full of fairy tales, like The Daughter of the Sea, Snow White, and so on. There were also two or three dolls on the bed. Everything looked very normal.

However, what Ruby Cromwell said just now was filled with strangeness.

After that, there was a knock on Ruby Cromwell’s room door. It was Susan Harding who walked in with two glasses of fruit juice.

Lauren noticed that the moment Susan Harding walked in, Ruby Cromwell shrunk her shoulders as if she was frightened.

Recalling what Ruby Cromwell had said to her, Lauren Torres looked at Susan Harding carefully.

Susan Harding did not notice anything and acted as usual.

“Come, have some fruit juice. Ruby only hides in her room to study. If you have time, take her out to play.”

“Oh, okay, Auntie.”

Susan Harding brought in grape juice. Lauren Torres took a sip and found it very delicious. She finished it in just two to three gulps.

However, she realized that the glass in front of Ruby Cromwell was untouched.

“Ruby, don’t you like grape juice?”

“I…I like it, but I don’t dare to drink it.”

‘Huh? Don’t dare to drink it? Could there be poison in it?’

Lauren Torres looked at her empty glass and quickly refuted her guess. ‘How is that possible?!’