Chapter 1172

Willow's and Matthew's life improved slightly after they unintentionally saved the guards watching over them. That guard would often sneak in some ingredients for them. On Aaron's third birthday, Willow made him a fragrant plate of spaghetti bolognese. It tasted just like he remembered. Aaron tried hard not to cry, but he couldn't stop it. A few tears fell into the bowl, mixing with the spaghetti, adding a bittersweet taste as he swallowed. "Aaron, how is it? Isn't my spaghetti the most delicious thing ever?" Willow's voice merged with the one he remembered. Although her voice was noticeably hoarser than before, it was still the most beautiful sound in the world to his ears. He nodded vigorously, turning his back to her. He still thought that his mother's cooking was the best. Willow was overjoyed when she saw how eagerly he nodded. She had the urge to make him the tastiest food in the world. "Mia, eat…" Mia was like a small-sized glutton. She had just drunk her milk, but the sm