As Lucas' gaze landed on Jenny, he asked in a cold voice, “Who are you? Why are you in my ward?”
Taken aback, Jenny replied unhappily, “Mr. Nolan, I'm Jenny Holt. We've been colleagues for years. I'm a flight attendant.”
Why can't he remember me or recognize me? This is horrible.
Her eyes turned red in anguish, and tears nearly escaped her eyes.
However, Jenny managed to hold back her tears.
“Mr. Nolan, do you want some noodles?” Spencer inquired as he unscrewed the cap of the thermal food jar.
Lucas took a sniff. Although he didn't see the person he wanted to see here, the noodles were to his liking.
Without further ado, he picked up a fork and devoured the noodles.
That wasn't it, for he didn't forget to finish every drop of the soup.
The noodles were plain, but he made it seem like a lavish and sumptuous meal.
“That doesn't look delicious at all. It isn't as nutritious as the breakfast I brought for you,” Jenny commented, her face green with jealousy.
“Scram!”
Lucas placed the thermal food jar on the bedside table and didn't bother sparing Jenny a glance.
“Do you know that I'm going to marry you soon? The Nolan family and the Holt family are going to discuss our marriage of convenience. How could you ask me to scram?” Jenny couldn't stop herself from screaming out loud. “I know you've gotten a divorce. Stop thinking about her!”
Her heart wrenched in pain as she dug her nails into her palm forcefully.
“Ms. Holt, this way please.” Spencer gestured for her to leave.
Clenching her jaw in humiliation, Jenny pushed the door open and marched out.
The corridor was brightly lit but eerily silent. Sometimes, one would see patients or family members walking around.
Jenny had just stepped out of the ward when she saw Ashlyn walking toward the elevator.
The moment Ashlyn walked into the elevator, her phone rang.
She held her phone tightly when she saw the familiar caller ID.
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