"It's alright, I have a few bottles left. I'll send one to Uncle when I get the chance."
Emilia Johnny quickly waved her hand, "No need, no need, my Dad is getting old, and the Doctor advised him to drink less. Now he doesn't dare drink in front of Mum, usually just sneaks a sip or two."
"I see..."
Emilia Johnny picked up a piece of boiled beef with her Chopsticks and placed it in his bowl, "Try the soup base I made today. I may not have done well, as there are quite a few seasonings we don't have at home. This beef... I cut it a bit thick."
"It's already very delicious. On days like this, being able to eat a bite of hot rice after a busy day is such a luxurious enjoyment."
A day full of chaos almost drained all of Anthony Davis's energy.
He was very tired, very sleepy. Even when he was drenched in the rain while coming back on the Boat, he felt like he could fall asleep at any moment.
But after entering the house and seeing her, the fatigue seemed to have slowly dissipated.
