You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 566

As Nina tried to hold back her laughter, she unconsciously grabbed his shirt and wrinkled it into a ball.

John looked down at the woman in his arms and sighed, thinking about how heartless she was.

"If you can't handle these things well, why do you think I hire you?" John asked in a serious manner.

Amy really wanted to take the risk of offending John just to prevent him from having an affair with another woman, but Richard stopped her. As John's subordinates, they weren't allowed to interfere in their boss's personal matters.

Amy felt disappointed and depressed all the way and looked down upon John inwardly.

John entered the hotel with Nina in his arms.

The moment they opened the door, John pressed her against the wall and started kissing her without turning the lights on.

He had been wanting to do this ever since Nina suddenly appeared right in front of him moments ago. Therefore, he had been enduring this to the extreme and could not wait any longer.

It was so dark that they could barely see anything clearly. Both could only hear the sounds of their clothes rubbing as they made out in the dark hotel room.

Moments later, they finally pulled away to catch their breaths. John then reached out his hand to turn the lights on. As soon as the room was brightened up, he saw how red as a fresh apple Nina's face was. He could not help but find it adorable and pinch her cheek, earning a frown from Nina.

"Why did you go here all of a sudden? I was about to visit you and our children in two days." John then carried her all the way on the soft sofa, tucked her hair behind her ears, and asked, "You haven't had dinner, have you? I'm sure you're hungry. What do you want to eat? I'll call someone to bring food up."

"Well, I don't know what to eat," Nina answered with a shrug. As a matter of fact, before she went to the Silverhall Nightclub, she already ate something to fill her stomach, and so she wasn't very hungry. However, an idea crossed her mind. She looked at John and asked, "Can you cook?"

"Honestly, I don't know. I haven't cooked," John replied. Then again, he was willing to do anything that Nina wanted him to do, and so he picked up his phone. Before he dialed, he turned to Nina and asked, "Do you have something in mind? I'll ask someone to buy the ingredients."

Nina thought about it for a moment and remembered that Michelle mentioned before how fried eggs with tomatoes was the simplest to cook. "I want to eat fried eggs with tomatoes."

"Okay, sure." Not long after the phone call was made, someone rang the doorbell and brought in the fresh tomatoes and eggs that John asked for.

There was a kitchen in the presidential suite, and it was complete with clean tableware and even a bunch of common seasonings. Everything was prepared and waiting for John to make the move.

He heaved a sigh and took his cuff links off, while Nina took the initiative to roll up his sleeves. Then, John walked towards the kitchen and started the necessary preparations. She decided to follow him and said, "I'll help you."

John looked at her in disbelief. "Are you sure? I remember someone telling me that Michelle started to panic when you entered the kitchen," he teased with a faint smile.

Nina's eyes widened.

John chuckled and pinched Nina's cheek once more. "Just rest and wait. I'll be done in a moment."

Knowing that she might just be a bother, Nina decided to head back obediently in the living room. When John reached the kitchen, he opened his phone to look for instructions. Then, he wore an apron, so that he wouldn't stain his clothes. He began by cleaning the tomatoes and then cutting them with two small intersections. He placed these in the boiling water and rolled them a few times before he took them out, peeled, and diced into pieces.

While he was whisking the eggs in a bowl, Nina suddenly appeared by the kitchen door and knocked to get John's attention.

"Chester is here, but I haven't opened the door for him."

"What?" John stopped what he was doing and turned to look at her. Not a second later, his phone rang.

Chester was now calling him.

John placed the bowl down and answered the call, turning the speaker on. Chester's voice filled the kitchen.

"Hello, Uncle John. I just want to say that I'm going back to B City tomorrow. Can I sleep here with you tonight?"

Nina's eyebrows furrowed into a frown in surprise. 'When did Chester become so clingy?'

John also frowned and said, "Chester, you're almost twelve years old, so why?"

Hearing this made Chester angry. He raised his voice and replied, "I am still your nephew whether or not I am twelve years old!"

John wondered for a moment and asked, "Did someone say something to you?"

"No."

His reply was so fast and decisive that John was convinced that Richard and Amy must have had said something to his family.

John sighed and turned to Nina. She pursed her lips and smiled. Then, she nodded.

"Okay, hold on." John hung up the phone and walked towards the front door to open it for Chester. "Come in."

Without greeting John, Chester walked in and looked around, trying to find the woman Amy mentioned.

'How could Uncle John cheat on Aunt Nina?' he thought to himself.

"Why are you here? No, more specifically, are you looking for something?" John asked knowingly after he closed the door behind him.