Chapter 433 - A Food That Doesnt Like (1/2)

”Huh?” Anya looked at Tara confusedly.

”I didn't expect Nico to do this,” Tara pointed her hand toward the car in annoyance. ”So, don't ever expect men to understand our hearts. They only understand themselves. I know what makes you angry, but it's not a wise choice to torture your baby just because you are angry. Once I entered the house, I could already smell the delicious foods. Mrs. Hana must have prepared them downstairs. Let's go down and eat,”

”I thought you came here to comfort me. But you did come to eat,” Anya laughed.

”I came to accompany you... as well as eating,” Tara also laughed.

”Come down with me. I'm hungry too,” Anya knew how much Tara loved food and couldn't help herself when she smelled delicious food. But Tara chose to calm her down first and invite her to eat together.

Tara was right. She couldn't stop eating just because she was angry. That was not the right choice.

If there really was a problem, it's better to talk about it with a full stomach.

Anya came downstairs with Tara. They had lunch together with Diana and Hana too.

This morning, Anya didn't have breakfast as she had to undergo an examination. That's why Hana prepared lunch earlier than usual.

Hana used ingredients brought by Tara. She prepared all the dishes while thinking about Anya's health.

Tara's eyes also sparkled when she saw this delicious dish. ”Wow, these are all my favorite foods!”

”Is there something you don't like?” Anya teased.

”I don't like pears,” Tara replied seriously.

The atmosphere at lunch was quite pleasant with Tara's presence. The anger that Anya felt had subsided and she looked calm.

While they were having lunch, a package arrived. It was for Anya.

Hana immediately took it and Diana accepted it because Anya was still eating.

'Isn't this…'

Looking at the package, the expression on Diana's face was a little complicated.

”What is it, Mom?” Anya asked.

”From France,” Diana answered in a low voice.

Anya's hand stopped moving for a moment. She understood what was in the package. ”Oh, just keep the package.”

”Very well,” Diana knew that her daughter had made up her mind. Without asking much, she immediately saved the package containing the document.

”What is it?” Tara asked curiously.

”An invitation to participate in a perfume competition. I'm pregnant, so I can't go,” Anya said with a little disappointment.

Tara knew that becoming a parfumeur was Anya's dream. To miss this was to miss a great opportunity. ”It's okay. After you give birth, you can continue your work in the perfume world,” she consoled.

Anya only nodded in answer.

Diana came into her room carrying the package and opened it. As expected, Anya had successfully passed the registration of the Perfume Academy in France.

Anya had sent a registration form since she was 17 years old. However, there was never a reply from the academy until she won the prestigious perfume competition.