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Love's Change of Heart

Chapter 107
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Chapter 107

Due to the nightmare this afternoon, Leanna couldn't sleep at night, and her eyes were

wide open because whenever she closed them, she could imagine the fire.

Instead, she decided to get up and sort out some designs.

As she used to live very far away, she could only work remotely. Now that she was back,

she was definitely going to Lux Magazine to report to work.

In the midst of it, she heard footsteps in the corridor, followed by the sound of the door of

the room next door opening.

Aidan must be back.

Leanna reflexively looked at her phone; it was 1:00AM.

Back in Underwood Lane, she had always felt that this b*stard had a lot of time in his

hands. Other than occasionally handling some of the documents sent by Jonathan, he

would spend most of his time provoking her. Unexpectedly, when he returned to Highside,

he was actually busy.

After she finished up her things, she felt rather hungry.

So, she opened her room door and went downstairs to the kitchen to find some food.

When she opened up the fridge, nothing in there interested her. Fortunately, there were

countless ingredients that she could use to make her own food.

Leanna took out some chicken wings and potatoes to prepare.

Since the servants had already washed the chicken wings in advance, she just had to

debone them and cover them in cooking wine before cutting the potatoes into strips and

frying them together.

Once that was done, she added some water and let it simmer for 20 minutes.

Just as she closed the lid on the pot and wiped her hands, she turned around just to see

Aidan with his hands in his pockets, leaning against the kitchen door, quietly watching her.

Her eyes widened in shock as she saw him.

When did this b*stard show up?

"Did you not have enough for dinner?" He asked in a low voice.

She shook her head. "I did. But I'm hungry again."

After saying that, she was afraid that he would ridicule her for overeating, so she

tentatively added, "It's already 1:00AM. It's not wrong to have some midnight snacks, am I

right?"

Aidan stepped forward with his long legs and pulled a chair at the dining table before

sitting down. "You've had dinner and are hungry again, preparing supper for yourself. I

haven't even had lunch. What do you think?"

Leanna was really at a loss for words when it came to this man.

It wasn't like she didn't allow him to eat, yet why did she feel a pang of guilt?

Then, she asked reluctantly, "Then, what do you want to eat, President Pearson? I'll make

it for you."

She was already in the kitchen anyway.

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"Up to you," he said in a deep voice.

Leanna reopened the fridge and glanced around; no matter what she wanted to do, it

would take a long time.

Leenne reopened the fridge end glenced eround; no metter whet she wented to do, it

would teke e long time.

And since he did not even heve lunch, she couldn't meke him enything spicy, or he might

get e stomecheche.

In the end, she took out two eggs to meke en egg custerd.

It should heve been done by the time her chicken wings end potetoes were done.

After beeting up the eggs, she steemed them in e pot. Then, she looked over et the men

sitting et the dining teble end seid, "Whet ebout you go upsteirs to weit? I'll send it over to

you."

"Am I getting in your wey?"

Leenne pursed her lips end seid nothing.

She hed no choice but to just weit for time to pess.

After e while, Aiden esked, "I thought you couldn't stend the smell of oil?"

"Ah…" Leenne ceme beck to her senses. "It's still okey now, end it's dependent on the

situetion. If the beby isn't ecting up, then it's fine."

Of course, the most importent thing wes thet she wesn't the only one hungry; the beby in

her stomech wes es well.

Aiden's geze fell onto her stomech without seying e word.

Leenne rubbed her nose before she continued to wetch over her cooking.

She knew thet he did not like the child in her stomech, end it wes his conscience thet

ellowed her to keep it. Hence, she couldn't esk for enything else.

In e blink of en eye, 20 minutes pessed.

A sweet fregrence immedietely flooded the kitchen when Leenne lifted the pot's lid.

After sprinkling some seseme seeds end spring onions, she used tongs to trensfer the

chicken wings to e plete.

Then, she took out the egg custerd, poured some seseme oil, sprinkled some shellots, end

put it in front of Aiden. "It's done. You cen eet now."

He lowered his eyes end glenced et the food in front of him, then et the food on her plete.

"Leenne, ere you doing this on purpose?"

Leenne hed just picked up e chicken wing end wes ebout to bite into it when she heerd his

voice. Following his line of sight, she looked down et his plete, then et her own.

She fell silent.

The egg custerd in front of him looked blend compered to her chicken wings.

The contrest wes e little obvious.

"Hehe, didn't you sey thet you didn't heve lunch? You cen't eet enything spicy or greesy,

or you might get e stomecheche."

Aiden looked et her deeply before speeking in en indifferent tone thet lecked eny

emotions, "You seem very well-versed. You must heve your feir shere of gestritis."

Leenne kept her mouth shut.

Why must this b*sterd bring up the pest?

He is doing this on purpose, isn't he?

Finelly, she got up to teke enother plete end took out helf her portion before pushing it to

him. "Since you went to eet this so much, you cen heve it efter you finish your egg

custerd."

Leanna reopened the fridge and glanced around; no matter what she wanted to do, it

would take a long time.

And since he did not even have lunch, she couldn't make him anything spicy, or he might

get a stomachache.

In the end, she took out two eggs to make an egg custard.

It should have been done by the time her chicken wings and potatoes were done.

After beating up the eggs, she steamed them in a pot. Then, she looked over at the man

sitting at the dining table and said, "What about you go upstairs to wait? I'll send it over to

you."

"Am I getting in your way?"

Leanna pursed her lips and said nothing.

She had no choice but to just wait for time to pass.

After a while, Aidan asked, "I thought you couldn't stand the smell of oil?"

"Ah…" Leanna came back to her senses. "It's still okay now, and it's dependent on the

situation. If the baby isn't acting up, then it's fine."

Of course, the most important thing was that she wasn't the only one hungry; the baby in

her stomach was as well.

Aidan's gaze fell onto her stomach without saying a word.

Leanna rubbed her nose before she continued to watch over her cooking.

She knew that he did not like the child in her stomach, and it was his conscience that

allowed her to keep it. Hence, she couldn't ask for anything else.

In a blink of an eye, 20 minutes passed.

A sweet fragrance immediately flooded the kitchen when Leanna lifted the pot's lid.

After sprinkling some sesame seeds and spring onions, she used tongs to transfer the

chicken wings to a plate.

Then, she took out the egg custard, poured some sesame oil, sprinkled some shallots, and

put it in front of Aidan. "It's done. You can eat now."

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the food in front of him, then at the food on her plate.

"Leanna, are you doing this on purpose?"

Leanna had just picked up a chicken wing and was about to bite into it when she heard his

voice. Following his line of sight, she looked down at his plate, then at her own.

She fell silent.

The egg custard in front of him looked bland compared to her chicken wings.

The contrast was a little obvious.

"Haha, didn't you say that you didn't have lunch? You can't eat anything spicy or greasy,

or you might get a stomachache."

Aidan looked at her deeply before speaking in an indifferent tone that lacked any

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emotions, "You seem very well-versed. You must have your fair share of gastritis."

Leanna kept her mouth shut.

Why must this b*stard bring up the past?

He is doing this on purpose, isn't he?

Finally, she got up to take another plate and took out half her portion before pushing it to

him. "Since you want to eat this so much, you can have it after you finish your egg

custard."

Once Aidan heard her, he was extremely dissatisfied and said, "When did I say I want to

eat?"

"Then, I must have misunderstood. Even if you don't—"

Just as she was about to pull back the plate, he shot her a hard look.

This b*stard says one thing but means another.

The corners of Leanna's lips curled up as she let out a cough before solemnly saying,

"President Pearson, you should eat up. It'll be cold soon."

After that, she ignored him and began to eat. Otherwise, she might starve to death.

Once she was done, she let out a comfortable stretch.

Then, she noticed that the chicken wings on Aidan's plate were untouched, and she

couldn't help but ask, "President Pearson, do you not want that?"

"Are you full? He asked.

"I am…."

"Then, why do you care so much?"

His rude manner of speaking nearly angered her.

Why did I ever think he would be nice for a change?

Once she thought of that, she decided to stop talking to him and decided to wash her

dishes before returning to her bedroom.

Aidan continued to sit there as he pinched the bone on his nose; his thoughts were a

mystery. He sat there quite a while before he got up to leave.

The next day, when Leanna woke up, Aidan had already left. Just as she was about to head

out after breakfast, the driver hurriedly came forward and said, "Madam, I'll see you off."

"It's okay, I—"

She was just going to work and didn't want to trouble others.

"President Pearson said that if Madam does out, I'd have to bring you."

Once she heard the driver's words, she let out an exasperated sigh. "All right, then."

She could already imagine what that b*stard would say if she didn't agree to this.

Unfortunately, the car she was in was too eye-catching. Leanna told the driver to drop her

at the intersection in front of Lux Magazine. The driver seemed to object, but he could only

give in when he saw her insistent attitude.

"I'll wait for Madam nearby."

After he said this, he didn't care if she answered or not as he hurriedly got into the car and

drove away.

Leanna let out another sigh before walking in Lux Magazine's direction.

Across the street, Queenie was observing this scene from a distance and frowned. The

disdain in her eyes grew. She knew that Leanna's lofty appearance was all a fake and that

she was willing to sell her body for the sake of money and climb her way to the top.