Chapter 41

"Dysoooo!" I shouted at him.

"What are you making noise?" Dyson said to me as he approached.

"Where did Mom go?" I asked him, and his question was not answered.

"Just grocery shopping," he answered simply.

"Eat everything he cooks. Don't be too artistic, and everything you like isn't healthy," he added.

"Because I don't like it," I grumbled.

"It's healthy. Get used to it. He's been here for two months and he's been cooking for you; you should be used to the taste. Don't scold him." Dyson even flipped my forehead.

We have been living here in Korea for five months. We are here in the countryside, and no one knows us very well. We lived a simple but happy life.

The mom I'm referring to is Miguel's mom. Yes, three months after we found out that he didn't really get sick, we found out that Migue