Chapter 101
What was he saying? Lucia blushed, her heart pounding. She nodded, not daring to look August in the eyes. Smiling and taking a step back, August turned around walked out of the bathroom, and turned on the main electric switch. Sure enough, the bathroom light snapped on. Looking up and seeing herself in the mirror with a red face like an apple, to be such a nymphomaniac! After a while, she calmed down a bit, then she stepped out couch, staring at the pile of clothes on it.
Those were the clothes she took out yesterday and he hadn't had time to sort them out! They were all thin shirts, little shorts for summer, and underwear!
up and put them into the storage box next to her in a panic, "I... I haven't had time to pack..."
Looking at the woman's anxious and embarrassed look, August moved his tightly pursed lips and calmly whispered, "When do you plan to go back to work?" "Huh?"
Seeing her frozen, August continued without hurry, "Or are you ready for
$150,000 to break the contract?"
Lucia was speechless, "...." She certainly didn't have $150,000, so she had to keep back to the company tomorrow."
was about to speak, but just then, an untimely sound rang out
"Gurgle." It was coming from Lucia's stomach. When she looked up and met the man's gaze, she was embarrassed again.
She had not eaten a bite of food since she woke up in the morning, and it was normal for her to be hungry.
She gritted her teeth and had no choice but to ask, "Aren't you working today?"
Only when August was gone could she prepare breakfast. August said indifferently, "Nothing is going on at the office this morning, so I
don't need to go." Did he mean that he was not going to leave? Lucia tried to think of a reason to ask August to leave, but instead of leaving,
August walked to the kitchenette and opened the refrigerator. Lucia hurriedly followed and didn't eat breakfast. Shouldn't you let me eat here?"
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Eat here?
She basically could not cook. If she had breakfast, she could just fry an egg and bake a slice of bread. It was too hard for her.
When she saw August doing the dishes, Lucia froze and then reacted as an afterthought, "You're going to cook?" August lifted his lips and said lightly, "Or At home, it was Mrs. Mitchell who cooked, and after marrying into the Adams
family, it was Turner who cooked, and she could just make a soup. By the time she fire and prepared the plates as if he was the master of
the house.
Lucia could not help but sigh, "How do you... know where the plate is put?"
At that August was a littie touched but then he returned to his calmness and didnt say anything, continuing to work on his hands.
in bowis. Lucia tasted the noodles, which were cooked just right in terms of softness and hardness.
When she was in the Adams family, she had never seen him cook, but now she
realized that he was such a good chef. Seeing the steaming noodles in front of her, Lucia felt some warmth and a
sense of life in the room.
She looked up at August eating noodles gracefully across the table and
couldnt help but speak softly, "August, thank you for helping me change the light bulb and for making my noodles. August paused slightly and wanted to respond to her, but finally said in a deep voice, 'It is not good to talk while eating."
At that. Lucia couldn't help but want to glare at him, but in the end, she gave an oh and lowered her head to eat her noodles.
awkwardly quiet in the room.
August put down his fork and suddenly said, "You may hear some whispers when you go back to the office tomorrow. Don't mind too much." Lucia froze for a moment and then understood what he said. Since Ted's wife came to the office last time and made a scene, everyone had thought that Ted and she had an ambiguous relationship, and this time when she went back to work, it was inevitable that she would hear some rumors.
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