Female Novel
Chapter 1463
Aurora probably meant that as a joke, and she even laughed on her own after finishing her speech.However, Cindy suddenly felt a little uncomfortable upon listening to these words.
She thought of Hazel. After her father passed away, some had introduced single men to Hazel. Itwasn’t that Hazel hadn’t thought of remarrying, but she had more to consider—after all, she said shewas afraid that she would encounter an unreliable man. Besides, she still had to take care of Keith. Noman would be willing to suddenly accept a woman who had a child with her, not to mention paying forthis kid’s schooling.
This was a bad deal from the start, and no one could tell if it would make profits in the future. Hazelwould sometimes say that few women lived well after being widowed in midlife. It all depended onwhom God would bestow His favor upon, but most people were out of luck.
Aurora wasn’t widowed in midlife, but she had a harder life than women who were in such a situation.One could tell how hard her life must have been from what she had said just now. After all, a singlepretty woman with an unsavory reputation would really meet with a lot of malice.
In the late afternoon, Cindy asked Aurora what the latter would like to eat. Aurora didn’t stand onceremony; she listed several dishes and literally ordered every dish that she could think of. Luckily,Cindy had the ingredients in the fridge. novelbin
Ian frowned at one side as he said to Cindy, “Just make whatever you want. There’s no need to gothrough so much trouble.”
Aurora turned to look at Ian. “Are you feeling sorry for her?” she asked before laughing to herself.
“You’re quite different from your dad then. Your dad doesn’t care about anyone. He only cares abouthimself.”
Aurora spoke of Bryce in an offhand manner, and Cindy didn’t find any feelings mixed in her words. Itseemed that she had really gotten over Bryce, and she could mention the latter’s name in such anatural way because she no longer loved or hated him. As one became middle aged, they wouldunderstand life and know whether to adopt or part with these feelings.
Cindy laughed. “It isn’t too much trouble. As it happens, I can cook these dishes. You’ve never triedthem before, so I might as well take this opportunity to make them for you.”
Aurora lay sprawled on the sofa while holding a small pillow in her arms. She clicked her tongue a fewtimes and commented, “It’s so great to be young. I’m really envious of young people like you two. Youflirt and say sweet nothings to each other so naturally.”
Cindy took a deep breath in secret. Which eye of hers saw us flirting and saying sweet nothings toeach other?
The three of them idled the afternoon away in the living room. In the end, Cindy went to make dinner,whereas Aurora wobbled into the kitchen after her and even offered to lend a hand.
Cindy didn’t stand on ceremony with her either. “I have plucked these vegetables, so you just need towash them.”
“Uh-huh,” Aurora responded before going to the kitchen sink. It seemed that she couldn’t stop talking.While Cindy was silent, she said on her own, “Actually, I’m pretty good at cooking. I focused on honingmy cooking skill for several years. I was stupid at the time, thinking that I could get a man to love me if I
could make delicious food.” Indeed, she looked like a person who knew her way around the kitchen, forshe turned on the tap and washed the vegetables in quick movements.
Cindy didn’t know what to say in response, so she merely chuckled.
Aurora didn’t need her to respond to her either—she just wanted to talk. She continued with a laugh, “Iwas too ignorant in the past, so I had often been forced to keep my grievances to myself. Sometimesit’s good to suffer grievances, though. Only by suffering grievances can one understand many things.When I was younger, I encountered many things that you guys wouldn’t be able to imagine, so much sothat I now have insight into everything.” She gave a laugh halfway through her speech before she wenton, “Take yesterday for instance. I went out trying to pull some strings, only to be given the coldshoulder. I know that they look down on me. Ordinary people would probably be upset, but I wasn’tupset at all because I expected these things and had gotten over them. It’s useless to be upset. Someexplicitly told me on the phone to stop pestering them, saying that there’s no news coverage about meand that I can’t even ride the wave of my own son’s popularity. They said I’m likely to be targeted andthus have become worthless. Even when they said so, I thanked them with a laugh. When I thoughtabout it afterward, I didn’t feel upset. I just felt that this society is too realistic.”