Chapter 699

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.

“That doesn't look delicious at all. It isn't as nutritious as the breakfast I brought for you,” Jenny commented, her face green with jealousy.

“Scram!”

bedside table and didn't

our marriage of convenience. How could you ask me to scram?” Jenny couldn't stop

pain as she dug her nails into her

Spencer gestured for her to

humiliation, Jenny pushed the door open

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

of the ward when she saw Ashlyn walking toward

into the elevator,

her phone tightly when she saw the

“Hello.”

through the phone. “You cooked the

heart skipped a beat as she glanced at the thermal food

promptly whipped her head around to glare

to give the

don't lie to me,” Lucas rasped. “It only took me one sniff to know that you cooked the noodles. After all, I can only

what she was supposed to say in response

even show up, but he realized it was my cooking based

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