After Phoebe swallowed her medicine, her face turned pale from bitterness.

She almost retched several times, but held it back, not wanting to give the two onlookers any satisfaction.

She took a frying pan out and placed it on the stove, then fetched a steak, broccoli, eggs, and butter from the refrigerator.

The kitchen was semi-open, and as Phoebe began to cook the steak on one side, Theodore was applying ice on Vanessa on the other side near the fridge.@@novelbin@@

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