At that moment, Briar had eaten half of her plate and was dying inward. She wanted to have some of that rice, but because there was a policy in the house of not wasting food, she could only force herself to eat.
Hearing Cade, who didn't like eating porridge most of the time, wanting it, Briar was stunned at first, but she got her bearings back.
"Sure darling, as long as you don't dislike what I have eaten!" Briar generously said as she looked at Cade.
The pot was now empty, so the only porridge that she could share was the one she was eating.
Cade smiled at her and said, "It's fine. I will eat it!" his eyes shone bright at the thought of eating it.
Perhaps it was the way these three were enjoying the porridge, which made him curious and greedy for a taste.
Briar, upon hearing that, looked at Cade like he was a savior and generously pushed the bowl to him.
'How could anyone eat anyone's leftover food?' Eugene wondered puzzlingly, seeing what was going on at the table.
