Chapter 642

“What do you need?” She paused at the kitchen entrance, observing Kendra.

Kendra, clad in an apron, was fully engaged in cooking, looking every bit the devoted wife and mother.

No wonder Benny chose to keep Kendra around.

She really could endure a lot.

Even as Mrs.

Stewart, she still played the role of a maid.

Lindsey was already on guard against Kendra, suspecting her of plotting something.

Kendra, appearing casual, said, ““Linds, I’ve made your favorite soup.

Could you take it to the dining room for me? I’m still busy cooking.

”

Lindsey glanced at the soup simmering on the stove and gave a nod.

Just as Lindsey was about to lift the soup, Kendra reached for the bowl first.

At that moment, Lindsey heard footsteps descending the stairs.

Benny was coming down.

Lindsey quickly realized what was happening and covertly smiled.

She hastily grabbed the bowl, held it against her chest, and deliberately spilled the soup all over herself.

She then let out a loud scream, “Aaaaah!”

Benny, just reaching the bottom of the stairs, heard the scream and rushed towards the sound.

He found Lindsey on the floor, drenched in soup, with her hands visibly burned by the heat.

“Kendra, I know you’re upset with me because of what happened to Shelia and don’t want me in this house.

But I was trying to help you.

How could you deliberately pour such hot soup on me?”

Lindsey vehemently accused Kendra, momentarily rendering her helpless in the face of the confrontation.

Kendra had planned to employ this maneuver against Lindsey, but the tables turned, with Lindsey preempting her tactics.

“Kendra!” Benny sensed the tension and hurried into the kitchen, gently grasping Lindsey’s scalded hand while shooting a disapproving glare at Kendra.

“Benny, it wasn’t me.

Lindsey did it…” Kendra hastily defended herself.

“Shut up!” Benny’s stern voice interrupted Kendra.

“I overheard you requesting Lindsey for help.

Normally, you would handle things alone, but today you suddenly asked her to help you.

Do you dare deny doing it intentionally?”

Fury contorted Kendra’s face as she shot a glare at Lindsey.

Biting her lower lip, she turned to Benny.

“Benny, I didn’t intend for any of this.

It was an accident.

Please, trust me.

”

“I’ve trusted you countless times,” Benny remarked, his gaze lingering pointedly on Kendra’s belly.

“I hope you won’t disappoint me too much.

”

Sensing Benny’s underlying message, Kendra glanced at her belly.

He was awaiting the arrival of their baby, so she planned to frame Lindsey for her own miscarriage.

Benny helped Lindsey up from the floor and expressed concern, “Linds, how are your hands? Rinse them with cold water to prevent blistering.

”

Lindsey, though nursing her burning hands, shook her head.

“It’s alright now, Dad.

Don’t blame Kendra.

I understand her emotions.

She acted impulsively.

I believe she won’t repeat such a mistake.

”