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 nutritious as the breakfast I brought

“Scram!”

thermal food jar on the bedside table and

family are going to discuss our marriage of convenience. How could

as she dug her nails into

Spencer

in humiliation, Jenny pushed the door

was brightly lit but eerily silent. Sometimes,

out of the ward when she saw

walked into the

held her phone tightly when she saw

“Hello.”

the phone. “You cooked the noodles, but why didn’t you

at the thermal food jar

same time, promptly whipped her head around to glare at

to give

me one sniff to know that you cooked the noodles. After all, I can only

she was supposed to say

didn’t even show up, but he realized it was my cooking based on the aroma. Well, what can I

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