Tessa Caldwell pursed her lips.
Then she couldn't hold back anymore and grabbed the cup of water next to her, gulping it down.
The taste was more unbearable than a cracked human face. How could Faye eat it so calmly, gracefully, and elegantly?
Could it be that Faye has lost her taste buds?
Just as she thought of this, Tessa quickly shook her head, dismissing the idea.
No one knows better than her whether Faye has taste buds or not. They were together every day, and sometimes at meals, Faye would comment on the taste of the dishes.
Tessa was puzzled and missed the spectacular scene in the bathroom.
If she had paid a little attention, she would have seen Faye also throwing up in the bathroom while she was rinsing her mouth frantically.
As if worried about the noise being heard outside, Faye deliberately turned on the faucet, letting the water flow loudly.
Poor Mr. Carver, he already knew Tessa was deliberately messing with him.
He was willing to let her mess with him.
