Deep Love Hidden From Him novel Chapter 213

"What are you talking about?" Everleigh closed the thermos. She answered casually without even turning her head.

Cecil lifted the hem of her skirt and carefully stepped over two leaves of cabbage on the ground. She stood in the middle of the kitchen and looked around. "Here? Wasn't this place robbed?"

"Does your family specialize in robbing other people's kitchens?" Everleigh huffed.

"Then what kind of experiment are you doing? Go to a lab for an experiment. Why are you ruining the kitchen in our house?"

"Screw you. I'm cooking."

"Cooking?" Cecil stretched out two fingers and picked out a long line-like thing from the plate of hellish- black food on the cooking table. It looked like a pickle but it was terribly shriveled. She asked, "Can I ask what this is?"

Everleigh took a look at it and spat out a word awkwardly, "Spinach."

"What the f*ck... Spinach?" Cecil's eyes widened. "If you hadn't said it, I would've thought you were doing a medical experiment on microorganisms!"

Everleigh coughed dryly and corrected her in embarrassment. "The microorganisms aren't invisible to the naked eye and you need a microscope to view them."

Cecil threw the things in her hands into the trash can, took a kitchen towel, and wiped her hand with a piece of tissue. She said, "Then it's about DNA mutation. It's enlarged by 2,000 times."

Looking around the mess in the kitchen, she crossed her arms and asked, "Are you going to tell me that we are eating this tonight? Sarah asked for leave to go home, but we can order takeout. Is it necessary to treat me like this?"

"Is it that terrible? I think the soup is still edible, at least."

Everleigh put the thermos into the thermos bag and carried it out. "I'm done talking with you. I'm leaving now. I won't be back tonight. Yvonne will send Alastair and Adrienne back later. You can take them to grab something."

"Oh, okay." Cecil nodded while looking for food on the plates that could be recognized by the naked eye. Finally, she found half a pot of soup. Out of curiosity, she tasted it with a spoon.

"Ahem, Ahem..."

"What the hell did you cook, Everleigh... Who are you trying to poison? Ugh..."

Everleigh left quickly and did not hear Cecil's complaints in the house at all. She took her latest creation and drove to the hospital with great enthusiasm.

She secretly thought that cooking wasn't very difficult! She merely washed and cut everything and threw them into the pot to cook. Everything was in order. Anyway, she did everything according to Sarah's instructions, so the taste should not be too bad.

When she arrived at the hospital, it was not dark yet, and it was time for dinner.

When Everleigh knocked on the door and entered the room, Theodore was sitting on the sofa in the living room, reading documents. Moses was sitting beside him. When he saw Everleigh, he was the first to greet her. "Dr. Trevino is here."

Theodore looked up and closed the documents in his hand. He handed them over to Moses, "It's done for now. Let the advertising department modify them again. Select three candidates for the spokesperson and we'll decide at the video conference tomorrow morning at nine."

"Okay, I'll go back and inform them."

Moses took the document and glanced at Everleigh out of the corner of his eye. When he saw the thermal bag in her hand, his eyes immediately lit up. "Dr. Trevino, you're really thoughtful. You know that the hospital food is not suitable for Mr. Godfrey's taste, and you also brought food here. I can smell the aroma from here."

Everleigh said politely, "Mr. Lawson, you haven't eaten yet, right? Do you want to stay and have dinner with us?"

"No." Moses was very perceptive. He immediately stood up and left, saying, "I have to go back to the company to deliver the documents. Please enjoy it with Mr. Godfrey."

"It's okay. I've cooked a lot and it won't waste too much time."

After saying that, Everleigh put the thermos bag on the table and took out the boxes one by one.

"You cooked it yourself?" Moses's eyes gave an ambiguous look suddenly. "Then I mustn't eat it, I... Ahem." He glanced at Theodore from the corner of his eye. When he saw his impatient face, he immediately said seriously, "Mr. Godfrey, I'll leave first if there's nothing else."

Theodore replied with a hum, his expression indifferent.