How to Get a Wife novel Chapter 41

Ten minutes later, Joanna came in with a cup of coffee.

"Mr. Wilson, here is your coffee." She put the glass on the desk.

Wilson didn't even look up. He frowned after having a sip of the coffee.

"Make another cup. I don't drink instant, no sugar or milk." Coffee with milk was not suitable for Wilson. If it was too sweet, it would make people addicted, and such a thing usually could be fatal.

For example... Joanna?

He was shocked by his thought. The warmth that Joanna gave him fascinated him, and he couldn't let go of it any more. Was that why he cared about her so much?

Without any explanation, Joanna took up the cup and quietly left the room.

Joanna didn't know much about the freshly ground coffee, so she stared at the tools in the tea room for a while. Then she took out her mobile phone and surf the Internet to learn the recipe and instructions.

She looked at the time. It was already six o'clock in the afternoon He hasn't eaten yet.

So she ordered takeout at her own discretion. When it was delivered, the coffee had just been cooked.

The moment the door was pushed open, Wilson smell the fragrance of food, he raised his head to look at Joanna with a tray.

He took a look at her watch and found it was time for dinner.

Joanna put down the things in her hand and opened the package for him, "You hasn't eaten yet, so I have ordered food for you. If you don't like it, I can buy others."

Wilson stared at the dishes in front of him, all of which were his favorite. Although these dishes were not cooked by Joanna, they were still tantalizing him. He was really hungry now, but he could not accept it.

"Why don't you take it for me? I am no longer the person who lives in that shabby house with you. Take it away." Hearing such heartless words, Joanna felt lucky that there were only two of them at that moment. Otherwise, it would be so humiliating.

"But..." Joanna was going to say more, but was interrupted ruthlessly by Wilson.

"Don't you understand what I said? Take it away. " Wilson only took a sip of coffee, and fixed his dark eyes on Joanna.

Looking at the expression of grievance on Joanna's face, his heart began to ripple.

'Damn it.'

"Okay." Cheerless, Joanna went out with the delivery bag.

Sitting on her own seat and looking at the ordered take out, she chose his favorite dish specially, but She had almost forgotten that he was now the CEO of the Yan group, not the ordinary person who had lost his memory. He wouldn't like the dishes.

She picked up the chopsticks and ate alone. She had bought it with money, so she didn't want to waste it.

Wilson didn't want to be disturbed by Joanna, so he started to deal with the documents.

Time went by slowly. When Wilson raised his head again, it was already dark. He took a look at his watch. It was ten to fifty. It was estimated that Joanna had already fallen asleep.

He packed up his things and was going to leave, only to find that the light was still on in the room and that Joanna had already fallen asleep on the table. The clothes she was draped over her shoulder slipped down on the chair.

Feeling a little cold, Joanna shrank her body.

He watched her every move, and his eyes were much colder. Was she a fool? How dare she sleep here in such a cold weather.