"I want to make something and ask you to send it to your boss."
How could she not know her mother's good intention? But, did Scott get used to the food here? She still remembered last time when she asked Scott to eat the noodles, Scott shows like he was mistreated.
After dinner, she took a hot shower. When she came out, she sat on the sofa and watched TV with her mother. The wind at night gently blew the curtain on the balcony, and the night passed silently.
Next morning, as soon as she opened the door, she smelled a burst of fragrance. She knew that it was her mother who was cooking for Scott. After Michelle was done, she just made a cup of instant noodles, because her mother used all the pots and pans in their family.
Why he was so lucky? Even she, as a daughter, hadn't eaten the breakfast cooked by her mother. Carrying two full boxes of bento, Michelle grabbed the handle with one hand and the bag and two boxes with the other hand. She couldn't stand for such a long time.
After arriving at the office, the things in her hand were finally released.
She looked at her watch and found that it was still early for Scott to get here. But the hand that held the breakfast had been slightly red and swollen.
Scott came late today, and Michelle didn't see him until around 1:30 in the afternoon. Holding the two boxes of bentos, she went to the door of the CEO's office and knocked.
When she opened the door, she saw Scott sitting on a chair and reading a file. And Michelle also did not know what to say for a moment. It was not until Scott raised his head to ask her that she put the two boxes on the desk and said, "This is a gift from my mother. Thank you for paying for my medical expenses."
"You are my employee. A coma at work is a compensation. This is what I should do." Scott said slowly, and Michelle just nodded and pushed the door out.
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