Chapter 69 You Spat in My Food

• Cordelia sent for a bowl of oatmeal, upon which was drizzled dark treacle for a mouthwatering presentation. She knew she had to pretend to be a doting mother in front of Ethan, so she offered kindly, “Would you like me to feed you, Benny?”
• “Okay. Thank you, Miss Cordelia,” Rowan quipped with a toothy grin. No one knew of the wicked thoughts that lay behind his angelic smile.
• Her heart swelled at the sight of this as she reached for the porcelain bowl. She sat down on the edge of the little guy’s bed and after scooping up a spoonful of oatmeal, she brought it to the corner of his mouth.