My Sweetheart

Kathy frowned. She really felt that the fish soup had a strong fishy smell.
Joseph calmly looked at her wrinkled face. He had drunk Maryam's soup. It tasted deliciously, not at all inferior to the chef that
Joseph family specially invited.
She didn't want to call Mathew Grandpa just now.
Maybe she just didn't want to be with him, so she found so many excuses, even a bowl of fish soup became her excuse.
Maryam pouted her small mouth, her crisp voice was a little unstable, "Sister-in-law, I know you have opinions on me, but this is
the soup that grandpa personally gave you. Although grandpa usually looks cold, he really loves you. You should let go of the
things in the past..."
When Kathy just wanted to refute that she hadn’t opinions on her, but she was overcome with a feeling of nausea. She couldn't
help it, and immediately went to the bathroom.
She really shouldn’t have had that bowl of soup just now, she really couldn’t stand the taste...
Maryam stared blankly at Kathy who left and her tears could not help falling. Her delicate face was full of forbearance and
grievances, "Joseph, I'm sorry, I don't know my sister-in-law hates me so much. She even doesn’t want to eat the food I cook.”
Mathew suddenly threw his chopsticks on the table, and the smile on his face disappeared immediately, leaving only a cold
mockery, "I really can't get along your wife. I have pleased and apologized to her, I have done everything. Your grandfather has
never been embarrassed like this in my life. If she doesn't want to live here, you can take her back to Joseph Bay or somewhere.
You have many places to live anyway."
Joseph's black brows furrowed and his face was gloomy. He stood up and said indifferently, "Grandpa, she's just angry with me,
don't take it to heart."
Mathew was already angry. "She even vomited when she just drank some soup. Does she hate us so much? If she is angry with
you, you two should argue in the bedroom. Maryam is busy every day to please her. , Or she still thinks I hurt her before, so I
need to please her in the future!"
Maryam hurriedly persuaded, "Grandpa, don't be angry, my sister-in-law is not angry with you. She just hates me, because I
have been too close to Joseph recently. She should be jealous. Women are all like this."

In the next second, Joseph's face suddenly became colder, "Maryam, you shut up."
Mathew's emotions eased a little. He just said faintly, "You spoil your wife, I don't have any problem on it. But Joseph, I am your
grandfather, and also her grandfather-in-law. She should show minimum respect to me."
Finally, he stood up on crutches, "You can continue to have meal, I have no appetite."
Maryam couldn't stop him, "Joseph, go find your sister-in-law, I will persuade grandpa."
She paused, and then cautiously said, "If sister-in-law hates me so much, I will try not to appear in front of her in the future."
Joseph interrupted her irritably, "She doesn't hate you. If she really doesn't like you, I won't let you stay in this house."
Kathy put her hands on both sides of the sink, and she spat out everything including breakfast.
She felt ill.
She wrinkled her face and cleaned the smell in her mouth.
When she raised my head, she suddenly saw the tall man standing behind her in the mirror. His handsome face was very
indifferent, completely different from the look he spoiled her before.
She wiped her mouth, her delicate chin was still dripping, "Why did you come in, I'm fine..."
"Kathy." He called her name directly, with a more indifferent tone than before, as if returning to the time when they had just met
again.
"If you are not happy, you can blow up at me."
She was stunned, and quickly realized what Joseph meant, and explained, "I..."
But Joseph has already walked over with his long legs and interrupted her, “If you still can’t forgive Grandpa for wanting to kill
you before, you can be angry with me. If you don’t like Maryam, I will drive her away immediately, or we can move back to
Joseph Bay. Do you have to use such an excuse?"
Kathy opened her mouth, and it took a long time to stabilize her tone, "I just suddenly nauseate."

He leaned close to her face and looked into her eyes mockingly, "Kathy, we met four years ago, until now, you have never been
nauseated with fish soup."
"Kathy." He smiled lowly, but his smile was very cold, "You just don't like me."
Her eyes were wide and she looked at him with her black and white eyes. After a while, she finally smiled faintly, "Don't you
always know that I don't like you now?"
After she finished speaking, she pushed him away forcefully.
She was really just nauseous. Why he suddenly accused her inexplicably?
Just after taking a step, she was dragged into Joseph’s arms again, and she was hugged tightly by him, "Kathy, don't say such
words."
He put his arms around her slender waist, and continued to kiss on her face. He said a little mildly, "Don't be angry, let's go eat."
Kathy smiled indifferently, "You look so angry. It seems I let your grandpa and your sister loses appetites, so I won't eat."
Just as she finished speaking, she was picked up by her waist.
Joseph put her on the seat before letting go. His handsome face was gloomy. He looked at her with deep-set eyes, "Kathy, you
can be willful in front of me. Grandpa has depression. Don’t make trouble in front of him, okay?"
He said this word with a hint of prayer.
Kathy pursed her lips, her eyebrows drooped, and she didn't speak for a long time.
Joseph silently held the knives and forks and put some food to her plate, then handed a bowl of soup to her, "Drink the soup, and
have the meal, okay?"
Her stomach was in knots, and her tone was still a little unknowingly aggrieved, "This soup really has fishy smell. Why are you so
fierce?"
Joseph picked up the spoon and tasted it seriously. It was delicious, and indeed there was no fishy smell.

He looked at her quietly and didn't speak. Kathy bit her lip. He just believed that the soup was delicious, and she deliberately
slandered that it had fishy smell.
She clenched her fists, and finally picked up the fork and ate slowly.
After taking a few mouthfuls, she lost her appetite. She always felt that there were too much oil and salt in the meal. Why hadn't
she noticed it before?
Or had her appetite changed recently?
She just ate a small bowl of rice and she stopped eating.
"Kathy." Joseph looked at her coldly. His deep and cold gaze was terrifying, "Three months have not passed yet, and you can't
wait to show that you can't stand me?"
Kathy stared at him in a daze, Joseph clasped her wrist very hard, and she took a breath in the pain.
"I'm not good to you?" His anger seemed to be suppressed for too long, and his low growl popped out from his throat word by
word, "Kathy, how can you stay with me forever? You tell me, as long as you tell me, I will do it!"