'Once the divorce is final, I'll have nothing to do with them anymore. This meal is just to bring things to a close and repay their kindness.'
"Back when I was working at the hospital, I had countless days where I'd perform surgeries for three days straight without eating or drinking. This is nothing. Mom, Ashley, you just got back today. Let me show you what I can do and cook a proper welcome-home meal for you."
Annabelle Linton turned, picked up a knife, and started chopping vegetables, paying no mind to the reactions of those behind her.
The rhythmic, even sound of chopping filled the kitchen. Mrs. Grant watched her daughter-in-law, looking so at home, and grew fonder with each passing moment.
"Ashley, look how much your sister-in-law adores you. When you're successful in the future, you can't forget her, understand?"
"Of course!"
With the non-cooks out of the kitchen, the others stopped trying to protest and began to help prepare the meal.
