After receiving the assurance, Shirley Thorne downed three cups of tea in a row.
After crying for so long, she had lost a bit too much water and needed to rehydrate.
Meredith Rowan couldn't stand to see her so happy. As she was pouring the fourth cup of tea, she said earnestly, "Shirley, Aunt Rowan has something to say, but I'm not sure if it's my place."
Shirley Thorne calmly took the tea and said, "Tell me in a bit."
After speaking, she drained the cup in one gulp and placed the empty teacup in front of Meredith Rowan, her expression seeming to say—
'I'll have another.'
Meredith Rowan: "..."
For some reason, she suddenly felt a pang in her chest.
'Am I her nanny or her maid?'
'Why should I be the one pouring her tea?'
That's what she thought, but she still had to pour the tea.
