Said I didn't Love Him But I Lied

Chapter 679 It's Melissa Everleigh understood this, too. She simply couldn't stand to stay in the ward anymore.

Everyone cwhen it was tfor her to be discharged from the hospital. She didn't have a lot of belongings with her to begin with, but now that there were more people, it felt to her like things just kept adding up.

They went back to the Trevino family home. Leon and Selena did not cover; instead, they prepared meals at hto entertain them.

Cecil and Alexander noticed Leon in the kitchen. She sat on the couch and said dismissively, "Surely, that is the face of true love. Back then, Leon never cooked for me." "It's not like you ate them anyway," Everleigh said nonchalantly. It wasn't that he never cooked before, but his cooking was atrocious. The appearance alone made it one feel that it would be difficult to eat it.

Cecil was even more disgusted.

Hearing this, Alexander's eyes flashed. “Then I'll cook for you." "Do you know how to cook?" "I can learn." Saniogo, Abraham, and Missha were all seated at the side, listening to the youngsters' conversation.

Christopher and Erine chose to be silent. Why? Because Christopher and Everleigh were the same; he couldn't blend in with the world in the kitchen.

However, Cecil did not intend to let him go. "Erine, you should ask your beau to cook for you. It is not shameful for men to cook for women; it is love with a capital L." Theodore sat on the other side, not really interested in their conversation. He could cook, and although it wasn't that good, at least it was not terrible.

Everleigh didn't want to get involved either. After all, Theodore was already willing to cook for her.

That was enough.

"It's tto eat." Selena was wearing a Hello Kitty apron, while Leon was Doraemon.

Both of them were wearing matching 'cat styles'.

"D*mn, your aprons are freaking cute." Erine looked at them and laughed out loud.

Selena blushed. "He bought it last tand said it's lovely." "Well, I don't know about the 'lovely' part, but the 'love' part is there," Cecil said loudly.

It was so funny that everyone burst out laughing.

Leon walked out with a spoon. He pointed at Cecil and said, “If you're still bullying her, you can go and eat outside." "Excuse you, driving out the guests, are you?" Cecil raised her eyebrows at him for wanting to drive her away. "Okay, okay, I'm starving already. Let's eat, everyone," Everleigh spoke up to mediate the dispute and told them to stop causing trouble.

The group sat at the table and looked at the dishes. They had the feeling of attending a banquet. "Leon, have you been going to cooking classes?" "You could say that," he responded proudly. After all, his cooking skills had skyrocketed.

Everyone tried a bite. One must say that Leon's cooking was really delicious. This also managed to spur Alexander and Christopher. Crain or shine, they had to learn to cook.

During the lunch break, Everleigh and Theodore went back to their rooms. The rest of the group was either playing poker or going to the garden to lounge about.

She sat in front of her desk and watched the four people who were frolicking in the garden.

The atmosphere wouldn't be awkward as long as Cecil and Christopher were there.

"If you want to join them, I'll go with you." "No, this is fine," she chuckled.

She was a bit tired, and she could only watch them play.

"If you're tired, then rest. I'm here." Theodore's deep voice was filled with charm, not unlike the sounds from Heaven.

She cto her senses and looked at the handsman. "Of course, I know you'll stay with me, and so will I." "So?" "So... I will live well and spend the rest of my life with you, and watch our children start their own families." She had really mapped out her future life. As long as they were together, nothing else mattered.

He was also looking forward to such a day. However, he preferred to go on with her. It was life only when she was by his side.

Elvir had been out of contact since he left the country. Everleigh sent him messages but never got a reply.

Her health has largely recovered. She began to return to work at the hospital and sometimes went over to the Jenkins family hto chat with Saniogo and Missha. That day, Everleigh cover. However, this time, Saniogo was not there and Missha was the only one sitting on the couch.

"Aunt, why are you alone?" "Saniogo has gone to attend to his business. Cand sit here. I'll show you something." She waved her hand and asked her to cover and take a look.

Everleigh looked at the papers and was a little confused. They were all restaurants. "What does this mean?" "Your uncle's birthday is coming up. He hasn't celebrated it properly for many years, but this year is different because you're around," Missha said, glancing at her.

Everleigh smiled faintly. That was right; she was here this year.

"Which one do you think looks better?" "What about this one? It caught my attention." Everleigh pointed to a luxurious restaurant, which seemed to be in line with the current aesthetic standards.

Missha nodded and wrote down 13 on it, as if it was the thirteenth restaurant chosen.

Looking at the number, Everleigh blinked and said, "Aunt, why do you write like this? Is this a habit?" "Sort of. Melissa likes to write like that. I always watched her write it and thought it was funny. Before long, I got used to it," Missha explained with a smile.

Everleigh looked solemn and confused. Was it really her illusion? "What's wrong with you? You don't look too well." "No, I just don't think Aunt Melissa looks like someone who could write in such a cutesy way."

"Now, you don't know Melissa. She used to be a nice lady. I don't know when she started to change.” Misha said with a sigh, "In those days, she was a good girl too, but now..." "How's the relationship between Aunt Melissa and my father?"

"At first they were quite close, but then, I don't know what happened There was suddenly bad blood between Lillian and Melissa. Each was always an eyesore to the other," Missha explained. Everleigh was stunned.

Could it really be Aunt Melissa? "Why do you ask this?" "I just thought it was strange. You know how Aunt Melissa is with me."

"True, she doesn't treat you well because of your parents. By the way, ok at you uncle's m they will be back show business show and you..." Missha let her sentence hang; she felt that sthings were better off not being said. Everleigh listened to her words and felt it was a little comical. "Aunt, Uncle Yeezoo and his family don't like me. I want to make peace, but only if they agree." Missha opened her mouth, but no words cout. It was true, and she had no reason to let Everleigh bear the grudge all alone.

"It's my fault. I didn't think it through." "But you can say that to them. After all, they're always trying to make a mess out of everything." Everleigh looked at her aunt coldly.

Missha nodded stiffly. "Of course, I will tell them." "I'm glad. I know you've always been a strict and impartial person."