Chapter 46

After spending nearly an hour thinking of some way to make Matthew feel better, Marguerite decided to make one of his favorite foods, chicken soup. He always ate heartily whenever she served him that simple dish and she remembered he once told her that her soup tasted like his late mother's.

Cook seemed surprised when Marguerite appeared in the kitchen door, but much to her relief, the woman refrained from asking her about last night and busied herself with helping her prepare the ingredients.

The minced onion began to sizzle in the saucepan when Cook stepped over to hand out a pot of broth to Marguerite.

"Thank you." Marguerite murmured, continuously stirring it to prevent burning. Once the onion turned to brown and released its delightful flavor, she poured the liquid into the pan.

"Oh, it smells heavenly." Cook commented when the simmering soup filled the kitchen with delicious aroma.

"This is for Matthew." Marguerite smiled fondly as she mentioned the name.

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