Love Between A Cook And A Doctor novel Chapter 23

She stood up slowly and put the account books into her car.

The manager looked at her helplessly and had no way to resist.

"By the way," She suddenly turned around and said, "In order not to make the investigation wrong, I have to report it to the clean government office tomorrow. Why don't you go with me tomorrow? Aren't you the manager? You are the most persuasive person in what you are in charge of... "

"Miss. Cherry." He couldn't stand it anymore. "I will resign after the bill is paid."

"Why will you resign?" She pretended to be surprised. "You did a good job. Is it you who made a fake account?"

"No, it's not me." He wiped his sweat and said, "I want to tell you for a long time..."

"All right." Without any hesitation, Cherry said, "You want to resign by yourself. I don't need to pay you the severance pay, right?"

He gritted his teeth and said, "Yes."

"That's good. I don't want you to have to cooperate with the investigation. " Cherry got on the car gracefully.

The car started slowly, and her eyes became deep.

Fight with her?

She didn't call the police right away, which was enough to give him time.

Severance pay?

'I'm sorry. I won't give him a penny!'

It was raining outside.

A few days after the opening ceremony, the customers in the restaurant had been stabilized.

It was raining outside. In addition to the guests who had made an appointment, there were only a few people who came to the restaurant to have some simple food at the outer table.

When the kitchen was idle, Jerome immediately asked several workers to play mahjong. Cherry simply ignored him and sat in front of the counter, only looking at the rain outside the window.

In front of her was a long glass cabinet, in which there were gifts from some important guests.

In the middle was the precious Lafite.

She stared blankly at it, feeling somewhat melancholy.

Was it just like what Adela said that a strong woman like her was actually very feminine and needed men to take care of?

No, she didn't think she needed it.

She bit her lower lip and looked down at the phone.

He had her number.

She had his number.

But he never called her.

She was a little flustered.

Did he have no feelings for her at all? Such a cold man showed a warm expression to her and even sent her a gift specially...

But she didn't dare to call him.

What if he had no feelings for her at all?

She buried her whole face in her arms.

What a shame...

She was in a dilemma...

'Call him or not...'

When she was hesitating, the last table of guests had already left.

The rain hadn't stopped yet. She looked up and was almost scared out of her mind by her father.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

Jerome lied on his stomach in front of her. With a pitiful look on his face, Jerome asked, "Can I go out for a walk after the closing tonight?"

"It's raining outside." Cherry frowned.

She knew what he wanted to do.

"But I've been with you for a week... I, your father, is so boring... " Jerome pretended to be cute and even blinked his eyes charmingly.

"Dad, are your eyes cramped?" She snorted.

He was really defeated. "Don't you have a boyfriend? Ask your boyfriend to keep you company and give dad a holiday. "

Cherry stared at him sensitively, "Boyfriend? What boyfriend? "

The employees around all pricked up their ears at the same time.

Jerome immediately covered his mouth.

Oh, no, he spilled the beans. Her daughter was shy.

He chuckled and said, "Forget it. I'm leaving now. You're responsible for the rest work."

He ran away quickly.

Cherry sighed.

Wasn't her father worried that it would be unsafe for her to go home alone in rainy days? He only cared about looking for fun!

It seemed that she just indulged him in playing those rounds of mahjong and hooked up his gambling addiction.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening when the restaurant was closed.

After carefully cleaning up every corner, Cherry closed the door and was about to leave after checking again.

There were still a lot of garbage in the back alley. As soon as the rain got them wet, the waste water would flow everywhere.

Cherry's temples throbbed when she saw it.

'Damn it! The guy in charge of the back kitchen tomorrow must be punished by me!'

She grabbed the broom, quickly swept the trash into the trash can and pushed it to the recycle bin.

The rain was dripping and the back alley was dark.

On top of the rubbish, there was a human puppet.

Damn! Why did someone throw it here?

She reached out to grab it and was about to throw it back. When she touched the hand of the "puppet", she was so shocked that she withdrew her hand.

This... This didn't look like a puppet's hand.