“Boohoo..."” Mya felt aggrieved. Her parents were not with her, and she felt isolated and helpless. She had been starved for a whole day, feeling too weak.

Finnley didn't expect her to burst into tears.

“Hey... I didn’t mean to kick you out. I only want you to take medicine,” Finnley explained.

Mya cried more sadly. “Boohoo...” she couldn't stop shedding tears. Finnley had never experienced such a thing before.

He was competent in doing business, but now, he was at a loss. “There, there. Stop crying.” He held her in his arms. “Take the medicine. I'll cook noodles for you. All right?”

Mya still felt upset and had lost control. However, once he mentioned noodles, her stomach growled.

Suddenly, Finnley could understand why she felt so aggrieved. She was the mayor's daughter. Since childhood, she had been leading a good life. She didn't take the house key with her, so she couldn't return home. After being sick, she lay in another person's apartment for a whole day without family. She wanted to drink some water but couldn't find it.

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Finnley kept silent. Mya gradually calmed down after crying for a long while.

leaning against his chest, she asked, “Where is

to her. Mya finished

napkin to her. “Wipe

to take it, wiping her tears. Her hair was messy. Wearing his shirt, she looked pale, and her eyes were red and swollen.

her, “You'll be better soon. Your temperature will be brought down in

so effective?” Mya

developed by Rowan Watson,

heard his name in the news and met him in person at the wedding of Jennifer and Ivan. However, she

Finnley asked and added, “I'm only

I like noodles.” Mya was

the quilt. Although her body was hot, she felt

the kitchen, put on an apron, and cooked for the first time this

in the sample apartment. However, when he cooked, he

noodle bowl on the dining table. Then he took off the apron and cleaned

have it.” Finnley talked to her in

around hurriedly. After she put on slippers and straightened the shirt, she asked, “I smelt the green onion. I don't

little bit,”

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