Chapter 30 I Only Miss Her

The night, like a downy curtain, covered the last glimmer of light in the sky, and the thousands of lights in the Southern City also made the night more charming.

Standing in front of the French window, Marcus became more agitated due to the phone calls from Emma. Finally, he turned off the phone directly.

"I'm hungry."

After a while, he said to Maurice who stood behind him.

Suddenly, Cindy's phone rang. She woke up, with a confused look. It was almost 12 o'clock.

"Hello..."

"Miss Cindy, it's me."

The voice was familiar. After a while, she remembered who it was, Maurice.

"What's up?"

"Well, Miss. Cindy My master, he, he has something to talk with you. Miss. Cindy, I'm outside your house now. "

Afraid that Cindy wouldn't agree, Maurice added.

"Miss Cindy, anyway, you are an employee of the Huo Group now."

The meaning was clear. If she didn't want to leave the Huo Group, if she still wanted to approach the young master, then she shouldn't have refused.

What Maurice had said did work.

Then Cindy hung up the phone, tidied up a bit and went downstairs.

There was a dead silence outside the villa. Except for Cindy, even the servants had gone to bed.

Maurice who was standing at the door smiled at the sight of Cindy.

At that time, when his master said he was hungry, he immediately suggested eating night snack. But when they arrived at the store, he said it was not yummy.

By then, Maurice had realized that hunger was just an excuse, so he asked tentatively.

"Master, Miss Cindy has applied for your personal assistant. Shall I call her?"

Hearing his words, the masters didn't answer but closed his eyes.

Tacit approval was a tacit consent. That was why Maurice understood it.

He knew the master still wanted to see Miss Cindy with all these reasons!

They didn't go to Cindy Garden. Instead, they went to the apartment where Marcus took her to. So, this place was closer to the company!

There was no guard here at this time. After changing into slippers, Cindy went into the room and it was very quiet.

Unconsciously, she walked slowly, but the clattering of her slippers still appeared in the quiet living room.

As soon as she took a few steps forward, she saw Marcus coming out of the room. Both of them froze at the sight. Then they both stopped.

Seeing this, Maurice turned around and left. It was time for him to go back.

The room was left with only Cindy and Marcus.

Perhaps it was because of the dead of night, Cindy was at a loss and didn't know what to do next.

"Well I heard from Maurice that you were looking for me? "

After a while, she cleared her throat and asked.

But the man in front of her looked a little cold. He lifted his foot and walked towards her step by step. His black eyes seemed to be filled with displeasure.

Seeing his indifference, Cindy panicked and stepped back.

'He called me here at midnight and saw me just like this. What does he want to do? '

The man's eyes were full of the figures of the little woman. When he saw that she wanted to escape, he quickened the pace and instantly approached her.

"What are you doing here?"

He had cornered her to a corner, where there was no way for her to re

treat.

'What?'

"No, it's not like that Did Maurice say that you have something to tell me? Maurice? "

She raised her hand and pointed to Maurice. Unexpectedly, there was no sign of that man at the door.

'Is it possible that he didn't call me for help, but stood by Maurice? '

She was too sleepy at that time. When Maurice called, she remembered that she hadn't received the notice of going to work in the company in the next few days, so she came here.

She didn't wake up until she saw Marcus just now.

"Since you didn't call me, i I need to go back now. "

She said and prepared to leave.

It was too quiet here. She didn't dare to be with this man alone.

"Who let you go?"

As soon as she turned around, she froze, lowered her head and found that her arm was grabbed by the man.

"Do something for me! I'm hungry. "

Cindy had been spoiled since she was a child. This man would take her even if she went to the kitchen to have a look, let alone cook.

He should know that she couldn't cook.

Although she had been living by herself in the past five years and she had learned something, her ability was limited.

She looked at him and said, "well I can only cook some simple dishes. They don't taste good. So I think... "

She didn't insist. If he was hungry, they could go out for dinner.

However

Her words were stopped by the man.

"It doesn't matter. You know me. I'm not a picky eater. "

At this moment, somehow, a feeling came to Cindy's mind that he did it on purpose!

Now that she had made up her mind, she decided to go to the kitchen to prepare food, instead of staying with him alone.

So, Cindy had to go to the kitchen.

She murmured as she walked.

Hearing the steps she made, the man smiled unconsciously.

He felt as if he had come back to the past when someone was always waiting for him at home no matter how late he came back. Whenever he saw her, happy or angry, as long as she appeared in front of him, he felt very warm.

He now felt as if he would not be alone anymore.

Cindy wandered in the kitchen dejectedly, looking at the empty refrigerator, only some eggs and frozen food.

She scratched her head and thought that she had no choice but to make noodles for him.

But on second thought, she felt good enough to let that jerk eat these!

Almost at the same time, the noise of eggs colliding with each other echoed in the kitchen. She wiped her sweat away as soon as the last bowl of eggs was finished.

It was really a tiring work to cook. Looking at the messy kitchen, she decided to close her eyes and ignore it.

When she came out with noodles, she saw the man sitting at the table outside the kitchen. He frowned and was typing on his notebook in front of him. He should be working.

But why didn't she know when he came here?

She put the noodles on the table and waited for him quietly.

Marcus stopped what he was doing. In fact, he also thought that there might be no ingredients in the kitchen, and maybe not long after, this girl would come back and tell him she couldn't cook.

But after a while, she didn't come back. Instead, he heard the sound from the kitchen.

So he just held the laptop and waited for her while working.