Deep Love Hidden From Him novel Chapter 82

Everleigh had two operations in the morning, and she was busy until one o'clock in the afternoon. When she finally left the operation room, she was so tired that she could not lift her arms properly. She changed her clothes and headed for her office.

"Dr. Trevino, someone is looking for you. He's waiting for you in your office."

Before she entered, she was stopped by a nurse at the duty desk with a look of ambiguity on her face. "Dr. Trevino, is that your husband? He's so handsome."

Everleigh was stunned for a moment, and a name flashed across her mind. However, in the next second, she immediately dismissed the idea.

The hospital nurses had met Theodore and they knew that he and Josephine were a couple.

She understood everything after she opened the door of her office and saw her guest.

"Stainley, why are you here?" Everleigh greeted as she closed the door.

The man was Stainley, dressed in a refreshing blue casual suit. He tapped on the thermal lunch box on the table with his slender fingers and smiled at her. "I'm here to have lunch with you."

Everleigh's office looked basic, at best. She did not decorate it with any potted plants. She had just resumed her work and she would usually be so busy that she was unable to have meals in her office. She never even bothered decorating her office.

The food that Stainley brought was home-cooked and it was simple and delicious.

"This is really good." Everleigh commended before she continued to eat in silence. It took her quite a while to remember that she had left Stainley alone.

"My mother made this and those fried prawns."

"Really?" Everleigh asked in surprise, "Her cooking is this good?"

"She's already retired and she's bored, doing nothing at home. She loves cooking and she's afraid that I don't have the time to eat at the hospital."

"I'm so jealous of you."

"Why?"

"At least you have a mother who's constantly worried about you. My mother passed away a very long time ago."

Everleigh's mother had passed away very early in her life. Although her father took care of her and her sister in every possible way, he would sometimes miss out on a lot of details. Her maids were not as particular as Madison, and their cooking seemed to lack something.

Stainley showed an apologetic look. "I'm sorry for bringing it up. It must have been tough for you."

"It's okay. It's already been so long." Everleigh took a sip of the soup. "I don't quite remember what my mother looks like anymore. I can't even recall if she's cooked for me many times or not."

Stainley felt a little distressed. "Why don't you come have dinner at my place in the future? When you have the chance, of course. I think my mother will be glad; she has been aching to have a daughter ever since she was younger, but to no avail."

"Haha, really? Is this how she's going to pick her foster daughter? Well, I can give it a try if she's not too strict!"

Stainley burst into laughter as well.

"Oh, right! What were you looking for me for? I don't think it's just to have a meal, right?" Everleigh asked after she swallowed the food in her mouth.

Stainley put down his cutlery, took out a contract of employment from his bag and said, "Dr. Morgan asked me to hand this to you."

The contract detailed the offer of teaching at Ocpeace Medical University.

Everleigh wiped her hands, took the contract from him and opened it. "So soon?"

Dr. Morgan had just mentioned the offer last Saturday and the contract was already prepared two days ago, which was why it was already ready so quickly.

"Dr. Morgan gave you the offer because he thinks you're talented and he wants to make sure other universities don't get to you first. Young lecturers like you can better attract students. They tend to think older professors are boring."

"I have checked the details for you and there is no problem. The working hours are quite flexible, as per a lecturer's standards. You're going to have a fixed number of classes in a week, but they will be arranged according to your schedule."

"Okay." Everleigh took a pen from the pen holder on the table without saying anything and signed her name on the final page of the contract.