The Double Life of a Secretary (Megan and Leo)

Chapter 107

“Great aunt, why did you bring a scalpel out in the middle of the night?”

Paul pulled them into the elevator and pressed the button for the floor of Vada’s house.

Vada said, “As a little girl, shouldn’t I bring a weapon to protect myself when I go out in the middle

of the night?”

“Where are you going?”

“How dare you say that? I can’t get through to Megan, but why can’t I get through to you? I thought that Leo had caught both of you in one fell swoop and was ready to save you alone.”

Paul laughed out loud. “One-on-one? A scalpel?”

“What’s wrong with a scalpel? The sharpest knife in the world is scalpels.”

Paul silently complained, “I’ll have to tell your husband another day to discipline you…”

The two of them bickered with each other. When Megan heard this, she felt much better.

When they got home, they hadn’t had dinner yet.

Vada was a novice in the kitchen, let alone Paul, who could only be served by others.

Megan went to the kitchen to cook noodles for the three of them. She ate them and felt particularly comfortable in the cold night.

Vada ate with great satisfaction, “Paul, go wash the dishes later.”

He didn’t even want to say anything. He nodded as he stuffed the noodles into his mouth.

Looking at the two starving people, Megan suddenly found it funny. “It turns out that rich second. generations also eat noodles.’

Vada pursed her lips, “Or else, I can’t eat diamonds, can I? Besides, Megan, your cooking is really delicious! I almost want to marry you.”

her away from me? Get in

said, “You guys eat first. I’m going

a suit and skirt, which always made her uncomfortable, so

of cotton. She let go of the hair tied behind her head and fixed it with a clip.

was a sudden knock on the bedroom

Get Bodos

raised her voice and asked,

Paul’s voice came, “Vada went to the bathroom.”

“Oh, what’s wrong?”

in the kitchen. Where

time, but she was too lazy to put things in order and put them all in her bedroom. At that time, she

do it later. However, she

thing.

tissues from the bag in the corner of her room, opened the door, and handed it to him. “Here you are.”

rolled his eyes and looked around her bedroom.

clearly. “It’s

slowly with his hands clasped behind his back and

quite nice.”

casually in the supermarket. They only have

bedsheets were white with small sky-blue flowers, which looked clean and fresh.

sat down and said, “I’m exhausted today, and my

be some medicinal oil at home. Let me apply it for

Paul nodded. “Sure.”

out the medicinal oil and sat next to him. Paul took the initiative to stretch out his

hand. “It hurts…”

for a while. You

our day of suffering, isn’t it? Your face is injured, and

grumpily, “Then it’s better we don’t have

your face still hurt?”

that my colleagues

the wound tomorrow.”

your face openly to everyone