My Extraordinary Wife

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 for you,”

“Scram!”

food jar on the bedside table and didn’t bother

that I’m going to marry you soon? The Nolan family and the Holt family are going to discuss our marriage of convenience. How could you ask me to scram?” Jenny couldn’t stop herself from screaming

wrenched in pain as she

Holt, this way please.” Spencer gestured for her

humiliation, Jenny pushed the door open and marched

silent. Sometimes, one would see

just stepped out of the ward when she

walked into the

her phone tightly when she saw the familiar

“Hello.”

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

thermal food jar in her hand. “Lucas, what are you talking

at the same time, promptly whipped her head around to glare at Ashlyn as her grip on her purse

he that impatient to

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

what she was supposed to say in

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