My Secret Husband Is My Cold Boss novel Chapter 38

Sampson replied instantly: [Alright. Just let me know when you set a new time, and I'll come pick you up.]

Hiring a moving company for this little stuff was overkill, and taking a cab was a hassle.

If Sampson wasn't on call, having him help was perfect. Wendy didn't refuse.

She was starving and exhausted.

After wearing a heavy lead apron all day, her neck cracked loudly with every movement.

Her stomach was practically an icebox.

The freezing weather called for something hot and heavy.

She remembered Sophie mentioning a new place nearby that sold incredibly rich, spicy noodle bowls.

Since Sampson was on call anyway, Wendy sent him an invite: [Have you eaten yet?]

[Do you want some spicy noodles? I can order two bowls.]

Sampson: [Sure.]

He must have been resting because he replied immediately: [Mild spice. I'll head up soon.]

Wendy: [Okay.]

The secret to a good spicy noodle bowl was extra peanut sauce.

The delivery app had an option to add extra sauce for an additional charge. Wendy added an extra serving to both of their bowls.

She put her phone down.

Wendy quickly tidied up the room.

Honestly, it was already very neat.

Because she was preparing to move, most of the books from her shelf and the upper bunk were already packed into her suitcase.

The only things left on the desk were a few medical files and her laptop.

Worried it wouldn't meet Sampson's exacting standards, Wendy organized it one more time.

She even color-coded the folders.

Just as she finished, there was a knock on the door.

Assuming it was Sampson, Wendy didn't even ask who it was. She just pulled the door open. "You're here—"

Seeing Wyatt standing in the hallway, the color immediately drained from her face.

"What are you doing here?"

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