Scout Finch was shocked, her face was full of stormy waves, but she didnt dare to go in and question.
There were only her and Tom Robinson at home, if she made everything clear, she, a weak woman, was no match for him at all!
What is that white powder?
Scout Finch walked back to her seat with heavy steps, looking at Tom Robinson with a shallow smile as he brought the hot soup to her, her spine was cold.
"Drink it while its hot," Tom Robinson said softly, seemingly waiting for Scout Finch to finish the soup before he started eating.
"Suddenly dont want to drink it," Scout Finch felt her scalp was a bit numb, and the temples on both sides were also beating.
"Today Stella made your favorite corn and dragon bone soup," Tom Robinson pushed the soup bowl in front of Scout Finch, insisting that she drink it.
Scout Finch was flustered and anxious, frozen in her seat and at a loss.
What should she do, now that her husband is not at home, if he forces her to drink the soup with the medicine, the consequences would be unimaginable...
Is he going to knock her out and then do something indecent to her?
"Drink it, its going to get cold."
Seeing Scout Finchs pale face and biting her lips, Tom Robinson simply held the soup bowl and put it to her mouth.
At the critical moment, Atticus Finch finally came back.
"Honey!" Scout Finch shouted, suddenly standing up from her seat and running to Atticus Finchs side.
Tom Robinsons hand was hit by Scout Finch, and a lot of soup spilled out of the bowl.
He frowned, looking at Scout Finch who was provoking him at the door, his mood was complicated.
"Havent you had the soup yet?" Atticus Finch sat down and looked a bit surprised at the soup bowl in front of Scout Finch.
"He put something in my soup," Scout Finch said indignantly, looking at Tom Robinson with a face full of hatred.
Tom Robinson was stunned, then realized that his actions just now had been seen by her.
"Thats just protein powder, its for calming the mind and refreshing the brain," Tom Robinson explained without changing his expression, and started eating.
"Right, youve been taking it since the car accident, you always feel sleepy, and youve forgotten, havent you?" Atticus Finch also chimed in.
Scout Finch couldnt help but feel a bit embarrassed, but she was still angry: "He could have put it in the soup in front of me..."
The meal was a bit awkward, Scout Finch knew she had misunderstood Tom Robinson, and after the meal, she took the initiative to pick up the dishes and put them in the kitchen.
"You put it down, Ill wash it," Tom Robinsons eyes flashed, and he said softly.
"How can there be a guest washing dishes, Ill do it, you go chat with Finch," Scout Finch rolled up her sleeves and squeezed the dishwashing liquid onto the rag.
Tom Robinson clenched his fists, which were hanging on the side of his body, and didnt say anything before walking out.
When Scout Finch came out after cleaning the kitchen, she saw Atticus Finch sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, and Tom Robinson smoking on the balcony.
These two men are really strange, every time they give each other time to talk alone, they do their own things and ignore each other.
"Finch, why dont you chat with Tom Robinson?" Scout Finch asked the question in her heart.
"Im at home to accompany you, what do I talk to him about!" Atticus Finch hugged Scout Finch and gently pinched her shoulders.
"You dont communicate at all, how can you be partners..." Scout Finch enjoyed her husbands massage and said softly.
"We have a tacit understanding," Atticus Finch whispered, his warm breath already sprayed on Scout Finchs neck.
She shrank her neck, both shy and annoyed: "Dont do this, hes watching."
Atticus Finch followed Scout Finchs gaze and saw Tom Robinson smoking on the balcony, looking at the intimate couple with unclear emotions.
"See but not taste, let him be," Atticus Finch finished, pushing Scout Finch onto the sofa.
Scout Finchs cheeks were hot, and under Atticus Finchs hands and mouth, she became a puddle of mud.
Suddenly thinking of the man in her dream, and then connecting Atticus Finchs words, Scout Finch suddenly woke up halfway.
Tom Robinson, really cant taste it?
Or has he already...