As Lucas’ gaze landed on Jenny, he asked in a cold voice, “Who are you? Why are you in my ward?”

Taken aback, Jenny replied unhappily, “Mr. Nolan, I’m Jenny Holt. We’ve been colleagues for years. I’m a flight attendant.”

Why can’t he remember me or recognize me? This is horrible.

Her eyes turned red in anguish, and tears nearly escaped her eyes.

However, Jenny managed to hold back her tears.

“Mr. Nolan, do you want some noodles?” Spencer inquired as he unscrewed the cap of the thermal food jar.

Lucas took a sniff. Although he didn’t see the person he wanted to see here, the noodles were to his liking.

Without further ado, he picked up a fork and devoured the noodles.

That wasn’t it, for he didn’t forget to finish every drop of the soup.

The noodles were plain, but he made it seem like a lavish and sumptuous meal.

as the breakfast I brought for

“Scram!”

the bedside

and the Holt family are going to discuss our marriage of convenience. How could you ask me to scram?” Jenny couldn’t stop herself

as she dug her nails

this way please.” Spencer gestured for her to

Jenny pushed the

brightly lit but eerily silent. Sometimes, one would see patients

stepped out of the ward

Ashlyn walked into the

her phone tightly when she saw the familiar

“Hello.”

“You cooked

skipped a beat as she glanced at the thermal food jar in her hand. “Lucas, what are you

her head around to glare

to give the

rasped. “It only took me one sniff to know that you cooked the noodles. After all, I can only stomach your

supposed to say in

realized it was my cooking

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