Love Between A Cook And A Doctor novel Chapter 36

He lifted a strand of her hair and said, "Cherry, I won't let you go. Listen carefully. "

His eyes were full of determination.

She couldn't help but take a step back.

She was wrong. She shouldn't have provoked such a person!

Nancy opened the door, cried all the way and rushed into her room.

Donna was sleeping in the afternoon, but she didn't wake up.

Only Jacob, who came back home after finishing his night shift, was awakened by the cry.

"Nancy, Nancy." He knocked on the door for fear that his younger sister would be wronged.

"Leave me alone, all of you!" Nancy covered her head with a pillow and cried, "Let me be alone, okay?"

Anyway, no one cared about her and no one really liked her.

What her mother cared about was her three sons.

Her father simply thought she didn't exist in this family.

Now, she finally had a vague figure in her heart, and he was completely not interested in her.

Was life so miserable? She deserved to live without any sound all her life.

Her brother was excellent, and her younger brother had to be protected. Only she was nothing.

In that case, why should she live?

Why did they give birth to her?

Could they just leave her alone?!

She covered her ears and cried heartbrokenly.

Jacob stopped knocking at the door.

He quickly turned the doorknob and walked into the room.

"Who bullied you?" He held his tearful younger sister into his arms and said, "Tell me!"

"No, no!" Nancy refused him. "I'm just an idiot. I cry by myself, okay?"

Nancy had always been obedient. Even when she was crying, she just cried silently and rarely had such an extreme reaction.

The more she behaved like this, the more worried Jacob was.

He grabbed her shoulder and said, "I'll help you no matter how serious the matter is!"

He couldn't help but think in a bad direction. She was so stupid. How miserable had she been bullied?

"Brother, leave me alone..." She hugged her brother back and said, "No one will like me anyway..."

"Who doesn't like you?" He stroked his younger sister's hair.

"Well... That Moore... " Speaking of this man, Nancy's tears almost drowned Jacob. "He loves someone else. In that case, why did he kiss me that night?"

A sensitive word touched Jacob's heart.

His whole body tensed up. "What? !" He frowned angrily, "He..."

His chest heaved sharply.

'Son of a bitch! Which hand did he touch her with? I'll chop it off!'

"He said he got the wrong person..." Nancy didn't realize the key to her brother's anger. She just cried, "He loves Cherry, but I like him so much..."

"What?" Jacob felt that his brain was running out of function. "Who did you say he likes?"

Nancy sobbed, "She is the girl we met at the ball. You know her, her name is Cherry Shen." She sniffed, "They went on a date today... I ordered roses for him... They will have dinner together tonight... "

The more she spoke, the more she felt that she was too week!

She burst into tears and said, "If he doesn't like me, don't kiss me. Don't go on a blind date with me. Don't let me like him. He likes that kind of girl. I have no hope at all... "

She hadn't finished crying, but there was nobody in front of her.

Jacob was gone.

She cried even louder, "Brother, please listen to me..."

Was her cry so unpleasant to hear?!

"I'll find him for you." Jacob walked out of his room and casually put on his coat.

"Brother!" Nancy was too scared to cry, "Don't go, brother!"

It was so humiliating.

If her brother didn't go, she could comfort herself that her secret love had failed.

She would feel so humiliated if her brother went there.

"Don't go!"

Jacob's reaction was much more than she had imagined.

Before she could catch up with him, he had already rushed out of the house.

'Son of a bitch! Who the hell is Moore doing?'

He had cheated Nancy, and now he was going to take advantage of Cherry?!

He jumped into the car and drove away with a roar.

Cherry was preparing the seafood for dinner in the kitchen. Sitting on the chair at the door of the kitchen, Moore supported his head with his hands and looked at her with interest.

Her fingertips danced between the white porcelain dishes, as tender as the tips of bamboo shoots.

She had a serious side face and an indescribable elegance.

Even the two wisps of mischievous hair that fell down because of the action of kneading the seafood looked particularly charming.