"Wow, so many delicious dishes, all seafood! Brother is so kind to me! I don’t have the luxury of eating his own cooking."
She picked up her chopsticks and was about to take some food, but I raised my hand to stop her.
"I didn’t invite you. Please leave."
She froze for a moment, her lips trembling slightly, her face full of grievance.
"Brother, I mean no harm. I just wanted to have dinner with you."
I looked at her, my voice soft. "Every month, you have twenty-nine days to eat with him. I only have one day."
Andrew Gardner frowned; his steps about to move forward stopped abruptly.
Emily’s tears suddenly fell.
"I… I understand."
"You’re siblings. I’m an outsider, sobbing. I’m leaving now."
She choked out, turned around, and ran out. I accidentally knocked over the potted plant by the door and fell.
My brother’s hand on the shoe cabinet suddenly tightened, and he stepped forward to help her up with a harsh tone.
"Emily, there should be a limit to your pretentiousness. Today was supposed to be my day to have dinner with Vivian. Who asked you to come?"