Chapter 7

At the Daxon residence.

“I DON’T WANT THIS!” Ghani shouted loudly, pushing the plate onto the floor. Spoons and glasses scattered along with it. The five servants present exchanged panicked looks.

“Young Master, please calm down—” one of the servants tried to soothe him.

“I said I don’t want it! I want that ugly woman’s cooking! Tell her to come here and cook for me right now!” Ghani stomped his foot.

Claudia, who had just come downstairs in her casual dress, immediately let out an annoyed huff. “Ghani, calm down, okay? Didn’t you yourself ask for that ugly woman to leave? Now she’s gone.”

But the boy only grew more hysterical. “Yes! But I like her cooking even though she’s ugly. I want her food! If it’s not here, I won’t eat all day!”

The servants were at a loss for what to do. Madam Medyna, who had heard the commotion from the living room, came in at once. “What is it now, Ghani? Why are you shouting?”

One of the servants answered nervously, “Madam… Young Master refuses to eat anything. He only wants Madam Sheena’s cooking.”

Medyna fell silent, her face tightening. Claudia tried to comfort in a sweet tone, “Auntie, let me handle this.”

But Ghani pushed Claudia’s hand away. “I don’t want to eat! I want that ugly woman’s cooking! Tell her to come back here right now!”

Claudia froze. Medyna exhaled heavily, then said softly, “You all… heard it yourselves. Find a way. Otherwise, Ghani will only get wilder.”

The servants exchanged glances, confused and fearful.

Meanwhile, at the Muller residence, the atmosphere was completely different. Sheena sat in the living room with a puzzled expression. Julio had just introduced three beautiful women who looked professional.

Julio patted Sheena’s shoulder. “Sheena, these are my acquaintances. They’re all here to help you.”

The first woman introduced herself kindly. “Hello, I’m Nadia, a nutritionist. I’ll create a healthy meal plan for you. It won’t be too torturous, but strict enough so your weight drops steadily.”

Sheena nodded quickly. “All right, I’m ready.”

The second woman smiled. “My name is Vanya, a beauty consultant. We’ll gradually take care of your hair, skin, and appearance. Believe me, in three months, you’ll see a new version of yourself.”

Sheena’s eyes widened. “Three months?”

“Yes,” Vanya replied firmly. “As long as you stay consistent, the results will be very clear.”

The third woman spoke up. “I’m Dara, a personal trainer. I’ll train you, from light exercises to intensive ones depending on your body’s ability. Don’t worry, I’ll be with you. Your weight can go down if you stay disciplined.”

Sheena looked at the three of them in turn. “Really… in three months I can change?”

Nadia smiled confidently. “Not only can you, but you will. As long as you’re serious.”

Julio added, “I believe you can. Alea will support you too.”

From the side, Alea, who had been hugging her doll, immediately cheered. “Auntie Sheena can do it! Later Auntie will be so beautiful, everyone will be shocked!”

Sheena laughed softly, then looked at Alea while stroking her head. “Auntie is doing this not for others, but for myself.”

Julio smiled at the interaction. “Good, then we’ll start tomorrow. Today you should rest first. Tonight, Nadia will prepare the food list you need to follow.”

Sheena took a deep breath, trying to steady her heart. “All right. I’ll go through this. Three months isn’t a long time. I must be able to do it.”

Dara encouraged her. “That’s the spirit of a fighter. Don’t worry, the three of us will always be by your side.”

Sheena smiled warmly. “Thank you so much.”

Julio looked at her for a long time, then said softly, “Sheena, remember… this isn’t about proving anything to Gevan or anyone else. This is about you finally caring for yourself. That’s what matters most.”

Sheena nodded firmly. “Yes. I understand.”

Alea suddenly ran over to Julio and tugged at his hand. “Daddy, later when Auntie Sheena is beautiful, you must say, ‘Sheena, you’re so beautiful!’ Daddy has to be the first person to praise Auntie Sheena’s beauty.”

Julio chuckled as he ruffled his daughter’s hair. “All right, sweetheart. Daddy promises.”

Sheena laughed softly at that, her face slightly flushed.

Elsewhere, the Daxon family was still overwhelmed by Ghani’s refusal to eat. The boy sat on the floor, his face red from crying nonstop.

Claudia covered her face with both hands in frustration. “Oh my God, this child is so stubborn! Wasn’t he happy yesterday when his mother left? Why is he like this now?”