Emily sat there in a daze. She stretched out her hand and took it with a somewhat silly expression.
In front of Quinn, who stared at her with her eyes widened in disbelief, she didn't say anything and ate noisily. Although she had eaten a big bowl of lasagna at night, she still had room for salad.
As expected, when the ultimate luxury food which was airlifted from abroad was combined with the chef's brilliant cooking skills, excellent cuisine was made.
Emily licked her lips and gave a pertinent comment. "It's delicious!"
"Have some more. You have't finished yet!" A small, unobtrusive smile curved Simon's thin lips as he reached out his hand and pushed the lunchbox towards her.
Emily looked at Quinn, whose face had already turned red in anger, held back her laughter, and nodded. "Okay!"
Being ignored by them, Quinn clenched her fists and made a visible effort to control her anger. Suddenly, she thought of something and quickly smiled sweetly. She lowered her head again and took out a shirt from her bag. "Simon, I went shopping today and bought a shirt that suits you. It's a charcoal grey, your favorite color, and it's a limited edition. It's one of a kind. Do you like it?"
In the end, she even tilted her head and pretended to be innocent as she asked him, "You are his wife, so what do you think about it?"
"..." Emily's mouth twitched subconsiously.
When Quinn took it out, she immediately recognized that it was the one that happened to strike her fancy in the shopping mall. She was determined to pay by credit card despite the pain in her heart, but Quinn took it away!
She finally understood that Quinn was trying to spite her!
She deliberately took the shirt that she wanted to buy for Simon, and then she rushed here and gave it to him. She wanted Emily to see how would he look in this shirt...
"Knock, knock-"
Someone suddenly knocked on the door.
A nurse rushed over and froze when she saw they three inside, then she carefully said, "Dr. Chin, the patients in bed number five suddenly fell into a coma. Come with me..."
Hearing what she said, Simon got up from his chair with a serious look. "Go, go!"
After quickly following the nurse out of the office, he paused and looked at the two women left in the room. He raised his eyebrows silently, and then he gave Emily a soft look as he gesticulated with his fingers, "Wait for me here. Don't go!"
The sound of footsteps gradually died away. The two who left in the office fell silent.
Emily kept the posture of holding the bowl and fork, and managed to cram down a few mouthfuls of food.
"I won't talk to you unless you speak first."
At this time, whoever spoke first would be loser!
Although Emily was not sophisticated, she was smarter than Quinn. After all, Quinn was still young and spoiled by her family. She was still studying at school and never felt so embarrassed in her life. Quinn stared at her with her big eyes for a few minutes, and she broke the silence.
Quinn stepped forward and took the bowl from her hand angrily. "I made it for Simon, not for you. Who are you to eat it?"
Emily took out tissues from her bag, wiped her lips and hands, and explained to her evenly, "Didn't you just see it? Simon gave it to me!¹
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