“Apologize?” Deirdre thought she had misheard and was stupefied. “How come?”

Eilis had the same doubt as well. “I was wondering the same. Given Mrs. Boebert's personality, would she be polite if she didn't come to make a scene? To think that she would come over to apologize? She also brought a bag of jujube. She wanted to say sorry to you personally, but I told her you were busy and sent her away.”

Deirdre frowned heavily. “Did she say anything else?”

“No. Let me ask later.” While putting the bag of jujube away, Eilis said, “Anyway, this it’s just in time for this item to be delivered. I’ll cook some jujube porridge for you today.”

“Okay.”

Deirdre nodded. Following that, she returned to her room, freshened up, and made the bed. When she finally left the room, Eilis had left—only the porridge was still cooking in the pot.

Smelling the fragrance was already sweet, Deirdre carefully groped for the switch. As soon as she managed to turn off the fire, Eilis rushed over. “Deirdre, do y