Love Between A Cook And A Doctor

There were so many cars on the road. His car turned left and right, dodged and slammed on the brake. He was driving casually, but Nancy was almost choked by his bumps. She had no time to talk to him. She wanted to throw up and get out of the car...

A Benz whizzed past Moore. The driver rolled down the window and looked back at him. "The convertible is driving at such a speed?"

Moore narrowed his eyes and said, "How dare you provoke me?"

He stepped hard on the accelerator and the car sped up again.

The two cars fought against each other as if there were only the two cars on the road.

They were happy, but Nancy was miserable.

She covered her mouth and was about to vomit.

"Wait, wait..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, her tongue was almost stuck out by the wind.

"What are you doing?" He had a bad attitude.

"Can you stop for a while?" She almost vomited in his car.

He pulled over reluctantly.

She didn't care about her image. She ran to the roadside and vomited heavily.

"Gee." He sat in the car and looked at her from a distance. "Sorry, I just like racing. I'm a professional racing driver, so... "

She wiped her mouth silently and sat back in the car.

"Let's go." Her eyes were full of tears.

She felt so bad...

He didn't move.

He just said, "So, Miss Nancy, my car can only accept a woman who is suitable for my speed. I don't think you can get used to it, understand?"

She lowered her head and bit her lower lip tightly.

She just didn't want him to see the tears in her eyes.

"You are not me. You don't know if I can or not." She whispered.

He didn't hear her. He just clenched the steering wheel and looked straight ahead. "I'll drive you back. Tonight, just pretend that you haven't seen me." Tears welled up in her eyes.

Her fingers tightly grasped the hemline of her knees, and her fingertips turned pale.

He didn't care, and he couldn't care either.

She was just a passer-by. Why should he care so much?

The car whizzed a few times and finally drove a little bit normally this time.

She was sent to the teahouse silently.

When she pushed the door open, the two people inside were chatting happily.

"What? Why are you back so soon?" Peter was surprised to see the two of them come back. "Moore, are you so unromantic? Why don't you take Nancy to see a movie or go shopping? Nancy...

Moore felt disgusted.

He shrugged and said, "I'm afraid you'll be impatient."

"No hurry." Peter burst into laughter, and York also showed a smile on his face, which softened his serious lines. "Anyway, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

An ominous premonition arose in Moore's heart.

Sure enough, Peter revealed the answer with a smile, "Didn't you say that you need an assistant when you went back to the company last time? I don't think it's necessary to look for one. She is right in front of you.

"

Moore was stunned and his eyes widened. "Dad, what did you say?"

"What did I say?" Nancy has already come to our company for an interview. The human resources department has informed her of it. If there wasn't a small accident, she wouldn't have been unable to make it." Anyway, I don't like the interviewees. I want Nancy. Don't I, as the chairman of the board, have the right to decide on the assistant?"

York persuaded, "Forget it. I just said that. You can't break the rules of your company. My daughter is also very stupid. I don't think she can do such a thing as an assistant, right?"

"

"Don't talk nonsense." Peter didn't allow it. "I just passed her interview according to the legal procedures. A pure girl like her would learn everything very soon. Moore was so stupid. He had just entered the company and messed up everything. Besides, I have arranged two assistants for him, one of whom is very experienced. Nancy can learn slowly. If a couple unite together, their power will be great. Couple...

Moore almost spat out the tea in her mouth. "Dad!"

"Shut up!" Glaring at his son, Peter turned his head and looked at Nancy with a smile on his face. "Nancy, come to the company tomorrow. I will definitely take care of you. If I don't take care of you, Moore won't be willing to exhaust you."

"Can I say that I want to throw up?" Moore said in a low voice.

Disgusting.

Now he had full doubts.

Maybe his father had fallen in love with York Nelson when he was young. Now that he had a son, he would use him as a tool to get close to the man he had fallen in love with when he was young.

What a shame.

He knew his father picked him up in the rubbish heap!

The waiter knocked on the door and opened it. He wriggled in to add water.

"Sir, would you like some more tea?"

"We have coffee."

"Ice cream for girls?"

The waiter asked with his fingers crossed. It took Moore quite a while to find out that the man in front of him was a man.

He took out his phone silently and turned on the music app.

"That person is sissy..." A standard Chinese accent song sounded.

Nancy couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Peter shook his head, and the waiter's face turned like a colorful plate. "Humph, I'm just a little boyish. I'm still a woman. How could you say I'm sissy?"

She twisted her buttocks, put the kettle heavily on the table, and wriggled away arrogantly.

"Hmm..." Moore retched, "What's wrong with all the women in the world?"

Peter rolled his eyes at him and said, "Now you know that Nancy is better than others. Well, take Nancy to see a movie. Get out of here. Don't disturb us."

'An affair, a love affair of them!'

Moore complained.

The two of them were kicked out of the room again.

"I'm sorry..." She apologized in a low voice.

What the hell.

"Why do you apologize? If an apology works, why do we need the police?" He rolled his eyes and said, "Besides, you didn't make any mistakes. I don't like women to say sorry all the time!" She immediately straightened her waist and said, "Well, I'm sorry. I won't do that again..."

He smoothed his hair and decided to give up on this woman completely.

Perhaps, such a woman would be the one his father liked.

But she was not the ideal wife for him.

However, no matter whether Moore was willing or not, it was an undeniable fact that Nancy worked in the company.

On the second day, when he arrived at his office, he saw a more desk in his office, on which there were all office supplies for girls. Even the computer and phone were of the same level with him. Obviously, his father didn't hire an assistant for him, but a wife.

Moore didn't want to look at it.

But when the coffee was served, he felt depressed.

The black coffee beans, floating or sinking, greeted him in the clear water.

"Well, Mr. Moore, have some coffee." Nancy stammered.

"Are you sure this is coffee?" He supported his head weakly.

"Isn't it?" Nancy bit her lower lip and said with grievance, "Assistant Chen said that you usually had coffee in the morning. She said that I could grind it or soak it..."

She said in a low voice, "I don't know how to grind it, so I chose to soak it..."

Moore was on the verge of breaking down.

"She means that if the beans need to be ground, and the Instant Coffee need to be soaked! This is common sense... " He was angry, "How can you not understand?!"

She was shocked and tears gathered in her eyes. "I'm sorry! I... I'll do it right away!

Sorry again!

He was annoyed by her words.

The phone in the drawer rang and he forgot what he was angry about.

"Hello." He asked in a soft voice, "Are you up?"

On the other side, Cherry smiled, "Yes. I'm in my restaurant and going to prepare today's dishes." She opened the door of the ice house and checked the materials today. "Why did you call me last night?" Leaning against the back of the chair comfortably, Moore said leisurely, "I'll go to your restaurant for dinner tonight. Can you leave a seat for me?"

Cherry knew his intention but asked, "How can I open my door to do business without a seat? You have reserved a table. I will keep it for you. How many people?"

"Two." He said without hesitation, "I want to ask if you have time for dinner with me."

Cherry smiled and said, "Have you forgotten? It's my working time when the customers have dinner. I'm sorry. I can at most have a drink with you. "Okay. Are you free before you opened the restaurant? I want to take you to a place. It won't take long. Do you mind?"

"

Cherry frowned, "How long will it take? I'll be here at half past four to prepare the dinner materials. You probably haven't got off work yet, right?"

"I can skip work." He said anxiously, "Give me an hour, okay?"

Cherry stopped herself from blurting out her refusal.

Moore was a nice person.

Although she didn't have any feelings for him, she was not the kind of person who would tantalize him and play with him at ease.

Maybe she could make it clear to him alone in this hour.

"Okay." She agreed.

Moore was happy, "Then where is your home? I'll pick you up. "

"Where do you want to meet? I can drive there myself. I'm used to driving by myself. It's more convenient. Well, I don't like to rely on others."

He smiled, "Okay. If you were not such a person, you might not be able to attract me. I'll contact you later, okay?"

Cherry agreed.

Moore's mood had changed a lot.

He snapped his fingers and said to Nancy, "Call the auction house and make an appointment with them. Tell them to come here soon. I'm not free this afternoon."

Nancy quickly looked for the phone number in the contact list, and in a hurry, she knocked over the failed cup of coffee on the file that his secretary had just sent in.

"Sorry..."

"Well, that's enough." He sighed, "Just stay away from me, OK?"

He was in a good mood and didn't want to argue with her.

Lowering her head, Nancy went back to her desk. ¶¶¶¶¶¶¶¶