Take Me Away novel Chapter 89

How could he admit to such an embarrassing thing so openly? 'Is he still the Spencer who is haughty and would save his face at all costs?' Fiona continued with what she was doing while thinking this in her mind.

Suddenly, the doorbell rang again. Spencer opened the door impatiently.

Johnson greeted him with a formal salute. He was holding a handful of noodles in his hand. "The noodles, sir. The kitchen is preparing the dishes you ordered."

"Got it. You can go to bed now."

"Yes, sir!"

Spencer closed the door and brought the noodles to the kitchen where Fiona was. "Here you go," he said as he placed them on the table.

"What are you doing?" Obviously, she knew the answer.

"You should cook for me! When did you become so stupid?" he asked.

Fiona was going to refuse. But she knew better than to provoke Spencer, so instead she compromised. "Wait for me to finish my noodles first. How much will you eat?"

"All of them."

"All of them?! The noodles will swell when they are fully cooked," she explained with a surprised expression.

"Don't underestimate my appetite," Spencer said proudly.

Fiona shrugged. She grabbed a bowl from the cupboard and poured the noodles into it. As soon as she placed it on the table, Spencer quickly reached out, lifted the bowl and placed it in front of him.

"What are you doing?" Fiona asked with a frown.

"What?" Spencer bowed his head and sniffed the noodles. "Wow, this smells so good! I'll start eating now!"

"The noodles are mine!" Fiona was a little upset.

"What do you mean? What's yours is mine. We're sharing." He picked up the chopsticks and started sifting through his bowl. He picked up a piece of fried egg and said, "You're so stingy. Are you not willing to share a bowl of noodles with me?"

"You..." Fiona squinted. Seeing Spencer enjoy the food, she sighed hopelessly. She decided to cook the rest of the noodles instead.

After a while, a soldier brought them the cooked beef and chicken. Spencer ate the dishes like a pig.

After he finished the noodles in his bowl, he handed the empty bowl back to Fiona. "Refill it with noodles," he said.

He was really hungry!

Fiona refilled his bowl with noodles as told. He devoured them with glee.

"Have some chicken soup." Spencer placed a bowl of chicken soup in front of Fiona. "It's cold today. This will help warm your body."

"Thank you."

Spencer's eyes shot up. "Don't say those two words to me from now on," he added.

Fiona raised her eyebrows slightly. Something was different with Spencer. He was acting strangely. He had been more easy-going recently, as if he was in a constant good mood. Could it be because he was finally back in his place?

Fiona's deep thoughts were disturbed by Spencer

as he started knocking on her bowl with chopsticks. "Hey. Eat quickly. Aren't you tired? Don't you want to sleep early?"

"Okay," she said as she started eating the noodles.

"Chicken soup, chicken legs, and beef." Spencer started transferring some ingredients into her bowl. "You're too thin. It hurts me when I carry you in my arms."

"I can't eat any more," Fiona protested in a low voice.

"Eat as much as you can,"

Spencer demanded. It was the first time that Fiona had eaten so much food. She didn't feel well after the meal. She cleared the table, hoping the labor would help digest the food.