“I’m fine,” Yolanda smiled, “As long as everyone enjoys the breakfast I made, I’m good.”
With that, she pretended to notice Attlee for the first time, smiling and saying, “Morning, Dad. I’ve cooked up some grub for you and Mom. You haven’t tasted my culinary skills since we got back home.”
Attlee was originally ticked off, thinking his daughter was sleeping in. But seeing her being so dutiful and considerate now, he felt a pang of guilt and shame.
Such a good daughter, so what if she slept in?
He’s been too petty.
Did Yolanda not see through his mood? Raised by a cleaning lady, she’s been through tough times, and her ability to read between the lines was top–notch.
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She served the breakfast she made on the dining table, untying her apron as she spoke: “I’ve been able to cook since I was five. When my foster mom used to go to work, I’d have the meal ready when she got home.”
On hearing this, Attlee’s guilt deepened; he hadn’t realized she started learning to cook at such a young age.
“She wasn’t in good health then and needed medication often. We couldn’t afford meat, so I’d cook up different veggies for her. Sometimes I’d give her my share of the meat because I was just a kid; I’d grow whether I ate it or not.”
Attlee’s heart ached even more..
Olga, who had snuck downstairs at some point and saw Yoli cooking and sharing her childhood stories, gave her a thumbs–up on the sly.
As if to say, “Well done, girl! Look at your father; he’s about to cry!”
The surrounding nannies were also saying:
“Yoli’s really had a hard knock life! Had to deal with so much hardship from a young age, yet she’s so mature and considerate. It’s heartbreaking! Thank heavens, Yoli’s back home now.”
“I reckon it’s because of Yoli’s outstanding qualities that fate brought her back here.
“Sir, you ought to treat Yoli even better. She’s both beautiful and dutiful, way better than the previous Ms. Bella!”
“Absolutely, that Ms. Bella really had a bee in her bonnet!”
