Rebirth To Repay My Honey

Chapter 10 Is your father the driver David?

Maybe, Mrs. Moore has a special taste?

Hooper thought about it and looked at the cook. "Mrs. Moore said that your porridge is not to your appetite. Ask her what taste she likes in person and be sure to make her satisfactory porridge according to her taste."

"OK, I must cook porridge satisfactory to her." The cook buried her head. Her face was seemingly simple, but her light in eye was slightly deep. Benita waited in the hall for about an hour, and a bowl of freshly boiled hot longan lotus nut porridge was delivered from the kitchen

She picked it up and tasted it, and her expression was satisfied. This is the taste of longan lotus nut porridge.

But she had dinner last night, and she is actually not very hungry now.

After only one bite, she put down her porridge bowl, got up and walked straight out

the Moore Mansion is very large and beautiful in scenery. Because of the changes, the Moore Mansion has become beyond recognition. She actually misses the original appearance of the manor very much.

Especially in spring, she remembered that there was a garden behind the manor, where hundreds of flowers were planted, and now it was time to bloom.

Without the guidance of servants, Benita came to the back garden directly. Sure enough, the flowers in the garden are in full bloom, colorful and fragrant. Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of her, Benita was in a good mood.

She came to the Moore Mansion from the countryside yesterday. The servants looked down on her and made same tricks from time to time, which she knew.

She doesn't care as long as it's not too much.

After all, they are all Herman's people.

But there are limits to her tolerance.

If these people push over again and again...NôvelDrama.Org owns all content.

Her hands were covered with blood once, she was never easy to mess with.

It's very bad to mess with her.

There is an octagonal pavilion in the middle of the garden, and Benita goes straight into it.

There is a tea table in the octagonal pavilion. Benita sits down in a chair, puts her hand on the table and holds her chin with one hand, enjoying the flowers.

Of the hundreds of varieties of flowers in this yard, the roses bloom best.

Looking around, there is a delicate and charming red everywhere.

Benita likes rases, and she has planted a loxtn the countryside where sheonce lived. The house => where ste lived in the countryside is small,a and almost all space in front of antl behind the house areo” surFounded by roses. ©

When she left, the flowers were in full bloom.

Benita looked at the roses in the yard and suddenly lost her mind.

When she left the country, she had nothing to linger on but the roses in front of and behind the house. During her twelve years in the country, she lived under the deception of the Quinn family.

No one treats her sincerely, none.

"Mrs. Moore, do you need hot tea?" Suddenly a cautious voice sounded beside her.

Benita looked up and saw a comely face.

The servants in the Moore Mansion don't impress her much, but she is a little familiar with this face.

At that time; she didn't remember what this maid impressed her, butt was windy in the yard, and it was really chilly after sitting for a tong time. -

"Do you have rose tea?" Benita asked casually.

"Yes, I'll make it for you.”

The maid replied respectfully and immediately began to make tea. Benita took down her chin-holding hand and looked at her thoughtfully. "What is your name?”

She is really impressed about her, but not very clearly.

She thought about her for a long time, but she still didn't know.

"My name is Maria Wilson."

"Is your fatkter the driver David?" As* soon ag Maria spoke out her name, Benita immediately remembered her.