Chapter 167
The Billionaire’s Maid Bride
Lucian, I made this lunch especially for you this morning. Itâs a porcini mushroom soup that Iâve been simmering all morning. Give it a try?
Penelope lifted the lunchbox, and the fragrant scent of mushroom soup immediately filled the air.
Lucian took a sip and was instantly surprised.
He had always thought that Penelope was a pampered little rich girl. He didnât expect her to be able to cook, let alone make something tasty.
He downed an entire bowl âDid you make this?â
Penelope blinked. In reality, she didnât know how to cook. She would get dizzy from the smoke every time she entered the kitchen, But seeing Lucian enjoying it, she wouldnât disappoint him âOf course,â
she said with a smile. âIs it good?â
âItâs perfect.â
Penelope didnât expect Allisonâs cooking skills to be this good. It was as if that evil woman had gotten the upper hand. But she knew in her heart no matter how delicious the food was, Lucian would always believe she made it.
âLucian, I cut my hand preparing this lunch for you.â As she said this, Penelope lifted her hand, showing a bandâaid wrapped around her finger from a cut she got the night before.
Seeing Penelopeâs pitiful expression, Lucian furrowed his brows.
âYouâve worked hard but have to go through all this trouble. I can have the house servants deliver food.â Lucian felt a bit guilty for Penelopeâs efforts.
âLucian, I can bring you lunch every day. Iâm your fiancée, and Iâm carrying your child. Iâm willing to do all this for you.
âThank you, Penelopeâ
âLucian, as long as youâre happy, thatâs all that matters.â
Penelope started to serve the other dishes from the thermos, including spaghetti bolognese, roast chicken, and a seafood platter.
Lucian tasted a few bites. The chicken was tender, the seafood slightly spicy, but the spaghetti bolognese felt familiar as if he had tasted it before.
His expression changed slightly. âPenelope, did you also make all these dishes?â
âOf course.â Penelope bowed her head, completely engrossed in her joy and oblivious to Lucianâs expression. She looked forward to bringing him lunch every day, eating together, and deepening their relationship.
Lucian frowned. These common dishes tasted too familiar. Perhaps his taste buds were playing tricks on himâ¦
It wasnât until the afternoon that Allison finally arrived at Mercy Grove Hospital.
âHello, Adeline. Iâm Allison, a friend of Ashleyâs.â
Allison knocked on the office door and immediately recognized the woman painting her nails as Adeline. She looked a lot like Ashley.
Normally, doctors and nurses arenât allowed to paint their nails, but this was a mental health hospital with few patients, so it was okay for Adeline to have light pink nails.
Adeline glanced at Allison, a beautiful and delicate girl.
âAllison, come in. Ashley told me youâre looking for a partâtime job. Although we donât have many patients here, theyâre a bit special. We pay by the hour. so you can leave whenever you want.â
âYou decide; I can go with anything.â
âOkay, then itâs settled. You go change into a uniform, then take patients from rooms 202 to 207 to the lawn outside for an hour of exercise. Iâll have Laura accompany you, and sheâs a nurse hereâ
The patients in these six rooms were not many, and most of them were children.
The oldest child was only 16 years, and the rest were quite young.
Allison also saw a familiar face, the boy named Heath she had once seen in the restroom.