CEO's Dumb Bride

Chapter 28 She Could Support Herself

Chapter 28 She Could Support Herself

The business of the shop was not that good or bad. Many people would come to eat noodles after finishing work in the afternoon, but a bowl of noodles was very cheap and the couple couldn't make much money in a day.

Lilian was very diligent. Apart from washing dishes in the kitchen, she took the initiative to tidy up the tables after the customers left.

The couple couldn't help but feel a little relieved at how well she did, and even felt a bit regretful not to pay her.

And Lilian didn't go back home because of difficulties as Francis thought. On the contrary, she really liked this place.

The boss and his wife treated her very well. They had meals and went shopping together, which made her very happy. She had never been so happy since she was with Francis.

She almost thought she really had a family when being with the couple.

The wife of the boss taught her to cook noodles and make other dishes, but actually she had already known how to cook.

Francis had a sharp taste and could found every time she used the wrong ingredients. After getting married, she practiced cooking every day.

She tried her best to train her cooking skills to suit all his tastes.

After eating the dishes cooked by Lilian, the wife of the boss asked, "Lily, have you ever learned to cook before?"

Lilian nodded with a smile.

"That's good. It seems that asking you to wash the dishes is really unfair to you. Why don't you be the chef?"

Lilian waved her hands repeatedly to refuse because she felt nauseous when smelling the odour of cooking oil, afraid that she might accidentally vomit into the pot one day.

When the wife of the boss was about to say something, Lilian felt her own stomach churn and quickly ran to the trash can to retch.

After retching for a long time, she only spat out a few mouthfuls of some sour liquid.

The wife of the boss walked over to pat her back and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling bad?"

Lilian stood up after a breather, wiped the saliva away from her mouth, and then touched her lower abdomen, indicating that she was pregnant.

The wife of the boss opened her mouth in shock and asked, "Are you pregnant? Where is your... Husband?"

Lilian pursed her lips and took out her phone to type in the memo: He abandoned us.

Lilian thought her description was right. She had been away from home for a few days, but Francis had not even sent her a message. Perhaps he had never even returned to the villa.

He might be very happy to know her departure.

Since she took the initiative to leave, he didn't betray his promise to his grandfather, and he could be with Julian without any worries.

It was a reasonable thing, but when thinking about it, Lilian still felt a bit heavy in her heart.

The wife of the boss looked a little angry at the words and said, "What kind of man is this? He's so irresponsible! He's just an asshole! How can you live outside like this?"

Lilian lowered her eyes and realized almost everyone felt that it would impossible for her to survive without Francis.

The wife of the boss comforted her after seeung her depress, "It's okay. You stay here with peace of mind. You are so good at cooking. After you give birth to the baby, you can easily find a job as a chef. You definitely can support yourself and your baby."

Her words ignited Lilian's hope. Lilian raised her head to looked at the wife of the boss with hopeful eyes and nodded with a big smile.

Lilian began to plan for the future, but Francis appeared in the dilapidated noodles shop half a month later. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

When he saw her, she was squatting on the ground and washing dishes in a tattered gray sweater and an apron. Her sleeves were rolled up, revealing her slender arms.

Her back was to him and her hair was tied up into a bun, making him see her fine neck clearly.

Lilian wiped the sweat away from her forehead, put the washed bowl into another basin, and then continued to stir her fingers in the greasy and muddy water basin.

The wife of the boss was surprised to see such a distinguished man standing at the door when she walked in with a bowl of noodles.

"Who are you looking for?"

People in the world were actually divided into different classes. The wife of the boss could tell at a glance at Francis just by him standing there that he didn't belong to places like the noodle shop.

Francis made no reply and just quietly gazed at Lilian who was busy washing the dishes.

But Lilian heard the sound and turned her head to look over.