Chapter 111. What Would You Like to Eat?

Mrs. Brown sensed her bad mood and nodded, saying, "If you get hungry later, just let me know, and I'll prepare a nice meal for you."

"Thanks," Penelope sighed in frustration and couldn't fall asleep, so she grabbed her phone to pass the time.

Warren returned with Chris from outside and didn't see Penelope downstairs. He asked Mrs. Brown what had happened.

"She's upset and couldn't eat," Mrs. Brown explained.

Chris lay in his dad's arms, his mouth-watering.

Mrs. Brown noticed and said with a smile, "Is Chris hungry? I can ask Mrs. Jones to prepare his milk formula."

Warren glanced upstairs and replied, "No, thanks. I'll handle it."

Mrs. Brown fetched the milk formula and the bottle, still smiling. "I shouldn't have said anything, sir. It's just that Miss Seinfeld seems really upset, so I thought I'd offer some help."

"She became a mother at such a young age and is alone here. You treat her like this... if she starts to have ne