Chapter 85

Chapter 85

Stop Doing Pointless Stuff It was 12.00PM and Leanna went to the kitchen to lend Naomi a helping

hand while the latter was making lunch. Naomi said, “Just wait outside. Why squeeze in here when

there’s not enough space?” Leanna asked with a smile, “Ms. Fletcher, could you make more of the

stew?” “Why? Could you finish that much of it?” “Well…” Leanna’s eyes flickered. “My friend would like

to have some, too. I’ll bring it to him later.” Naturally, Naomi knew which ‘friend’ that Leanna was

referring to. Instead of giving an answer, she merely added some more water to the stew, saying

impassively, “As you wish.” Leanna suppressed a smile. “In that case, Ms. Fletcher, I’ll be waiting

outside.” “Uh-huh,” Naomi mumbled. A smile curved Leanna’s lips for a moment as she sat in the yard

while resting her chin in one hand. At last, she found out who Aidan had inherited his tendency to say

one thing and mean another from. After lunch, she went leisurely to the hotel while carrying the

thermos Naomi had left in the kitchen. Jonathan led her to the door to Aidan’s room, saying, “Miss

McKinney… President Pearson may refuse to see you at the moment.” He refuses to see anyone, let

alone her, he thought. Leanna replied, “It’s okay. I just want to talk to him for a second. If he really

doesn’t want to see me, then never mind.” He nodded.

“In that case, Miss McKinney, please call me if there’s anything,” he said before fleeing the explosive

battlefield as fast as he could. She pressed the doorbell and asked, “President Pearson, could you hear

me?” There was no answer from inside the room. After waiting for a few seconds, she rang the doorbell

several times again, saying in a louder voice, “President Pearson, I’ve brought you some fish stew. If

you still don’t come out, I’ll finish it myself.” There was still no answer, though. He’s quite phlegmatic,

huh? thought Leanna. After a few minutes, she said with disappointment, “President Pearson, since

you’re so unwilling to see me, I’ll be leaving for a place no one could find to get out of your sight and

your mind—” Before she could finish her sentence, the closed door before her suddenly opened. Aidan

stared at her expressionlessly while asking, “Are you done talking?” Leanna looked dejected. “I’m here

to say my final goodbye to you, President Pearson. Thank you for being big-hearted and tolerant

toward me all this while.” Aidan didn’t even look at her, though. He merely retorted with a sneer, “Didn’t

you call me a hypocritical and domineering bully yesterday? And today you’re thanking me for being

big-hearted, huh?” “Well, I didn’t say yesterday that I was talking about you, President Pearson. If you

insist on thinking that way, then—” “That’s enough.” He impatiently interrupted her. “What’s the matter,

exactly?” She lifted the thermos she was carrying. She said ingratiatingly, “I heard that you haven’t

eaten since last night, so I went out of my way to bring this to you.”

Aidan had no intention of letting her in, though. Folding his arms across his chest, he leaned against

the door while staring at her icily. Feeling somewhat guilty under his piercing stare, Leanna averted her

eyes awkwardly. “Don’t get the wrong idea, President Pearson. I’m here to thank you for the kindness

you’ve shown my brother,” she said. Then, seeing that he was silent, she added, “I heard from him that

he’d gone back to school. This is all thanks to you, President Pearson.” “Since you know that, do you

think you can return the favor with just a bowl of fish stew?” Leanna was rendered speechless. Just get

straight to the point and say you wanna eat this or not. Why are you beating around the bush?! She

took back the fish stew, saying, “I see. You’re right, President Pearson; that’s not sincere enough

indeed. In that case, let me think about how I can express my gratitude to you. I won’t bother you

anymore. I gotta go.” Aidan fell silent for a moment. Then, he said, “Wait a minute.” She kept smiling as

she looked back. “Is there anything else, President Pearson?” His eyes darted sideways to his room.

Then, he turned around and went inside. Leanna curled her lips and entered the room after him. Then,

she poured the fish stew in the thermos into a bowl and handed it to him. “Have a taste, President

Pearson.” Aidan took the bowl with one hand and picked up the spoon with the other before taking a

mouthful of the stew. Leanna’s eyes widened with anticipation. “How is it? Is it delicious?” “What’s the

difference? This isn’t your first time making it.” “O-Of course there is. What if my cooking skills have

improved?” He gave her a look. “No, that didn’t happen.” She was rendered speechless. I just knew

that nothing good ever comes out of this *sshole’s mouth! Unwilling to accept such an outcome, she

insisted, “Why don’t you taste it again? The fish stew has fish mint in it, so the broth’s even thicker and

tastier. Isn’t it particularly delicious?” Aidan frowned in displeasure. “What the hell are you trying to

say?” “Never mind, it’s nothing.

Just finish the stew, President Pearson. I have to take the thermos back after you finish it.” He stopped

eating, though. Instead, he put down the bowl and said apathetically, “Stop doing pointless stuff,

Leanna.” Leanna was stunned. For a moment, she was at a loss for words. Aidan’s voice was

emotionless. “Just get out of here with your stuff.” “President Pearson, I know there are some things

that I’m not qualified to say, but… What if there’s a misunderstanding between you two?” “Leanna,

could you mind your own business first before advising someone else?” “I—” He said coldly, “If you

think everything can be explained and forgiven with the word ‘misunderstanding,’ how about I have

Jethro brought to you right now?” She was instantly lost for words. Never mind, this is none of my

business in the first place. I just thought of giving it a try because I feel that Ms. Fletcher has taken so

much care of me these days, she thought. Still, before she left, she couldn’t help but mutter in a low

voice, “Ms. Fletcher and Jethro are different.” However, Aidan ignored her. Leanna withdrew her gaze

and left with her head hung low in dejection while carrying the thermos. After she left, Jonathan

gingerly poked his head through the door, asking, “They’re here, President Pearson. Would you like to

meet them? Or would you like to put it off until tomorrow?” Aidan got up and replied impassively, “No,

it’s not necessary.

I’ll be there right away.” “Yes, President Pearson.” … After leaving the hotel, Leanna looked at the

leftover fish stew in the thermos. Finding it a pity to let it go to waste, she found somewhere to sit down

and finished it in one gulp. I should’ve starved that *sshole to death instead of taking the trouble to

come here. Still… I know nothing about the past between them, and I shouldn’t have spoken out of

turn, but I didn’t ask Aidan to forgive Ms. Fletcher at once. I just feel that they haven’t seen each other

for such a long time. The past 20 years have been a very long time for both of them, so any

misunderstanding between them should be cleared if there’s one. And yet, that *sshole had to touch

my sore spot by mentioning Jethro. What a fool I am for my pains. She exhaled and sat a while longer

before going back. Naomi was sorting out the junk in the yard when she came back. When she saw

Leanna, she merely said without saying anything else, “Just give it to me. I’ll wash it.” “Uh… It’s okay.

I’ll wash it.” Naomi darted a look at her and asked impassively, “He didn’t finish it?” Leanna promptly

replied, “He did. He finished it.” Then, fearing that Naomi might not believe her, she opened the

thermos on purpose. “Look, Ms. Fletcher. It’s empty.”