Mistaking a Magnate for a Male Escort

“Thank you, Miss.” Mrs. Berry looked at the decently cooked soup, grinning from ear to ear. “The children said that your cooking skills have improved. I didn’t believe it at first, but now, it looks to be true. I have to admit, this soup looks very presentable.”

“Hahaha! Today’s breakfast was an epic failure though.”

Charlotte recounted the events from this morning with an embarrassed look on her face.

Tickled pink, Mrs. Berry bellowed with laughter. Then, she patiently taught Charlotte how to shape hot cross bunnies and make mac and cheese.

Charlotte listened attentively, going so far as making notes with her phone, vowing to whip up a decent breakfast for the triplets tomorrow.Mrs. Berry looked at her with a relieved smile. “When I first fell sick, I was worried that without me at home, the triplets wouldn’t have anyone to take care of them. You’d have your hands full trying to do everything yourself, but seeing that you have it all worked out now, I finally feel at ease.”

“No, no. Everything at home is still very much a mess…” Charlotte held her hand with a flattering smile. “The kids and I want you to get well quickly and come home as soon as possible.”

“Okay, okay!” Mrs. Berry nodded as warmth enveloped her heart. “When I get better, I’ll go home right away. I even asked Dr. Langhan this morning and she said that I can be discharged in a month and a half’s time.”

“That’s great news. We can’t wait for you to return.”

Charlotte knew Mrs. Berry well. Only the feeling of being needed would give the latter a sense of accomplishment and contentment.

you haven’t eaten yet, have

“Sure.”

about to eat when an enraged voice coming from outside abruptly broke through the peace. “Why the hell are you stopping me? Don’t

up. That voice

here to see Dr. Langhan? I’m

so there’s

was accompanied by the sound of approaching footsteps. Before long, Sharon arrogantly walked

brows immediately pulled into a

happen to find out that

is about, let’s

down the utensils, Charlotte got up and walked toward the door. As far as she was concerned, Sharon was nothing but trouble and the last thing she wanted was to disturb

scoffed derisively. “Are you scared that others

cause a scene.” Charlotte’s frown deepened. “Can’t we go outside and

gritted her teeth and cursed, “I want the whole world to know that you’re