Said I didn't Love Him But I Lied

Chapter 82 Exclusive Announcement of The Fiancé's Identity

Everleigh had two operations in the morning, and she was busy until one o'clock in the afternoon. When she finally left the operation room, she was so tired that she could not lift her arms properly. She changed her clothes and headed for her

office.

"Dr. Trevino, someone is looking for you. He's waiting for you in your office."

Before she entered, she was stopped by a nurse at the duty desk with a look of ambiguity on her face. "Dr. Trevino, is that your husband? He's so handsome."

Everleigh was stunned for a moment, and a name flashed across her mind. However, in the next second, she immediately dismissed the idea.

The hospital nurses had met Theodore and they knew that he and Josephine were a couple.

She understood everything after she opened the door of her office and saw her guest.

"Stainley, why are you here?" Everleigh greeted as she closed the door.

The man was Stainley, dressed in a refreshing blue casual suit. He tapped on the thermal lunch box on the table with his slender fingers and smiled at her. "I'm here to have lunch with you."

Everleigh's office looked basic, at best. She did not decorate it with any potted plants. She had just resumed her work and she would usually be so busy that she was unable to have meals in her office. She never even bothered decorating her office.

The food that Stainley brought was home-cooked and it was simple and delicious.

"This is really good." Everleigh commended before she continued to eat in silence. It took her quite a while to remember that she had left Stainley alone.

"My mother made this and those fried prawns."

"Really?" Everleigh asked in surprise, "Her cooking is this good?"

"She's already retired and she's bored, doing nothing at home. She loves cooking and she's afraid that I don't have the time to eat at the hospital."

jealous of

"Why?"

mother who's constantly worried about you. My mother passed away

sister in every possible way, he would sometimes miss out on a lot of details. Her maids were not as particular as Madison, and their cooking seemed to

bringing

took a sip of the soup. "I don't quite remember what my mother looks like anymore. I can't even recall if she's cooked for me

the future? When you have the chance, of course. I think my mother will be glad;

she's going to pick her foster daughter? Well, I can give it a try if she's not

burst into laughter

right?" Everleigh asked after she swallowed the food in her mouth. Stainley put down his cutlery, took out

of teaching at

hands, took the contract

and the contract was already prepared two days ago, which was why it was already ready so

tend to think older professors are boring." "I have checked the details for you and there is no problem. The working hours are quite flexible, as per a lecturer's standards. You're going to have a fixed number of classes in a week, but they will be arranged according to

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you going to look over

Everleigh handed Stainley another signed copy of the contract, "Are you

a smile. "We're going to

this coming September, right? I'll have

contact you again regarding

then, she had difficulty understanding it up until her

trouble. He had arranged everything regarding the job offer prior to his meeting with her on that

remain at her office for too long since she had to visit the clinic. When she finished her meal, she sent Stainley to the hospital gate, "Thanks for everything, Stainley. I'll buy you a meal next time." "You're most welcome. Instead of buying me a meal, how about you do that at my house?"

sending Stainley off, Everleigh headed for the clinic. On her way there, her phone vibrated and when she checked, she noticed that William had sent her a text message. "Are you there? Have you had

the screen, and put the phone back into a pocket of her lab coat,

account, the latter had quickly added her. Apart from passing the verification and exchanging a few words of greetings, Everleigh didn't pay him any attention. However, William insisted on sending her greetings everyday

of what had happened seven years ago. She had to know how much he knew about it. She would find a time when she was free to discuss it properly with him, but she would never chat with him out of her free time just because she agreed to add