Love's Change of Heart

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

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.