Chapter 115


    Married to the Boss: A Love in Disguise Chapter 115


    Adam thought Lumma had found something and went upstairs to apany him. It turned out that it


    was just a misunderstanding.


    Lumma moved her arm and reminded Adam that he was still holding her wrist. “Mr. Hills, let go of me


    first.”


    Adam let go of Lumma’s hand in disappointment. “I’m sorry. I…”


    “I know. You must have mistaken me for your wife, so you held my hand.” Seeing that he was a little


    weak and feeling bad, Lumma guessed that it must be because of the quarrel Adam had with his wife.


    Lumma thought for a while and decided to persuade Adam, “Mr. Hills, since you care so much about


    your wife, you can have a talk with her. A good conversation will solve all the problems.”


    “Can it work?” Adam wanted to talk to Lumma, but he didn’t dare to take the risk.


    Lumma said, “You have to have a try. If you don’t even try, how can you know whether it works or not?”


    “Well, what you said makes sense,” Adam said with a smile. “When we go back to Red Pine City, help


    me book a good restaurant. I’ll have a talk with her.”


    “OK. I’ll do it when we go back.” Lumma sincerely hoped that Adam and his wife could make as soon


    as possible so that she could do her work more easily.


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    peace


    Lumma remembered that she was still cooking soup. “Mr. Hills, I’m cooking some soup to treat your


    stomach. I’ll bring you some. Drink it and go to bed early.”


    “Thank you,” Adam said.


    “You don’t have to thank me.” Lumma lowered her head and said dejectedly, “If it weren’t for me, you


    wouldn’t have eaten such spicy food and suffered from a stomachache. Mr. Hills, I’m sorry.”


    “It’s not your fault. Don’t me yourself.” Adam reached out his hand and gently rubbed Lumma’s hair.


    This was the first time he had touched Lumma’s hair. Her hair was smooth and soft. Adam felt so


    comfortable.


    He put his hand back on his nose and smelled it gently. His hand was stained with her hair’s fragrance.


    The fragrance was faint, but also fresh.


    Lumma was taken aback by Adam’s sudden behavior, but when she met Adam’s calm eyes, she felt


    that she had thought too much. “Mr. Hills, I’m going to bring some soup for you.”


    “OK,” Adam said.


    Lumma ran out of Adam’s room as fast as she could. Adam raised his finger to his nose and smelled It


    again. The fragrance of his wife was still there. It was so sweet.


    Lumma got the soup. When she turned around, she found that Adam, who was supposed to rest in the


    living room, stood at the door of the kitchen. “Mr. Hills, why are you here?”


    Adam didn’t answer but asked, “Are you good at cooking?”


    Lumma thought she was good at cooking. All the people who had eaten the food she cooked also said


    that, but only her grandma, Harry, and Ruby were lucky enough to taste her cooking.


    No matter what she cooked, the three of them all thought it was the most delicious food in the world, so


    nobody knew if Lumma was good at cooking.


    Lumma said modestly, “Mr. Hills, I can cook a few home dishes. Definitely, I can’tpare with the


    chef in your home.”


    “Home dishes mean the taste of home. The chef can cook all kinds of delicious food, but he can never


    give me the feeling of home.” Adam looked at Lumma sincerely and seriously. “Can you teach me to


    cook some home dishes?”