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.

all. It isn’t as nutritious as the breakfast I brought

“Scram!”

thermal food jar on the bedside

you soon? The Nolan family and the Holt family are going to discuss our marriage of convenience. How could you ask

she dug

this way please.” Spencer gestured for

jaw in humiliation, Jenny pushed the door open

was brightly lit but eerily silent. Sometimes, one would

the ward when

walked into the elevator, her

tightly when

“Hello.”

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

thermal food jar in

her head around to glare at Ashlyn as her

that impatient to

me one sniff to know

she was supposed to

show up, but he realized it was my cooking based on the aroma. Well, what can I

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