"Okay, I'll drink it later." Nina took the soup and nodded.
Nina smelled the soup again and felt nauseous. Her face was pale. Her hand trembled and the soup was sprinkled on the ground.
Looking at the soup all over the ground, Carlee was distressed.
"It's fine if you don't want to drink it, but why are you wasting it?" Carlee glared at Nina. "Harley asked me to take good care of you. I did, but you didn't appreciate it."
The good soup had been wasted. Carlee was unhappy and scolded Nina.
Nina's face turned pale. She immediately said, "Mrs. Timothy, I didn't do it on purpose. My stomach has been very uncomfortable recently. I'll clean up the soup on the carpet later."
In order to prevent Carlee from getting angry, Nina quickly made up for it.
Harley, who had just returned from the co
