A Vengeful Girl novel Chapter 130

Charles Mu couldn't help but laugh when he heard the weird rumbling sound that was coming from his soon-to-be-wife's stomach.

A bright pink flush spread across Linda's?face as she clutched her stomach. She wasn't amused at the fact that Charles found humuor in her embarrassment.

"Shoot, stop laughing! It's because of you that I missed my lunch!" replied Linda sourly.

She felt a little bit irritated.

Charles Mu turned around and reached out to pick up a bag that was on the backseat.

"I brought you something to eat."

"Did you? Aww, how sweet of you. What is it?" Charles opened the bag, and the smell of roasted meat wafted in the air. Linda couldn't resist and her stomach grumbled in agreement.

"Here, have some. Or do you want me to spoon-feed it to you?" Charles asked, feigning annoyance. He knew she was hungry and wanted to tease her a little.

Linda pulled out three lunch boxes from the bag. The first box contained roasted chicken, the second, pea and ham soup, and the last one, some rice.

Linda felt starved looking at the display of tasty dishes before her. She asked, "Where did you get them? Did you buy them from somewhere?"

"I cooked them myself, "

Said Charles. Linda looked at him in surprise, wondering whether he was telling the truth. The look on his face revealed that he was but she had her doubts. But wasn't Charles at work today morning? And surely he must have been busy discussing projects and attending meetings? How could he have time to cook the dishes?

Linda thought it was too good to be true.

"I don't buy it. Where did you get them?" She asked. " Our company had our team building exercises for this season scheduled for today morning and everyone was required to take one of their favorite dishes.

One guy brought some roasted chicken, so I asked him to teach me how to cook it." Charles replied, sensing the accusatory undertones in Linda's voice.

"So, it's your first attempt at cooking? People seldom have any success on their first trial. I bet these dishes are not tasty."

Even as she said it, Linda felt very happy because Charles had cooked for her.

Linda had a smile on her face when Charles looked to her. "Dig in. Its all yours." He said, watching as she opened each lunch box and smelt the food appreciatively. He put the keys in the ignition and his Lamborghini purred to life. He began to drive towards the direction of his house.

As Linda enjoyed her lunch, she had an idle chat with her husband-to-be.

"Tell me something about Robert Huo."

"Are you so interested in him?" Charles asked, attempting to suppress annoyance. Linda rolled her eyes at Charles and snorted, "No way! I'm just curious, you know.

Robert was a senior schoolmate in my university and a popular guy in the Chemistry Department. He was a bright guy, a genius even, and always helped me with my homework. I thought that he came from a well-educated family. But I heard you address him as Young Master Huo, why is that?" "Have you ever heard of the Four Powerful Clans?"

Said Charles Mu dryly.

Linda nodded at him, taking a spoonful of the meal that was before her. Bun had mentioned it to her sometimes back.

"Well, The Four Powerful Clans are the Mu, Ho, Huo and Wang clans.

Robert belongs to the Huo clan." Charles responded, uninterested in continuing with the conversation. "Then how did you get to know him??

You greeted him with the phrase "No time no see", so does that mean that you two have seen each other before?" Linda pushed on, more concerned with eating than Charles' disinterest in the topic.

Charles Mu nodded, "We were friends when we were children." "Then why didn't you two keep in touch?

Is it because you are busy?"

Charles shook his head with an unreadble expression on his face and patted Linda on the head. He said, "It's a long story and I might tell you later. For some reason the Mu's and the Huo's have not seen each other for many years."

Linda stuck out her tongue at him and responded, "Fine, you owe me a story. Now shush, let me finish eating this scrumptious meal." They sat in silence, except for Linda's occasional appreciative noises.