Chapter 62

Margaret smiled at me, as if to say she understood what I meant, but wouldn't say anything about it. "That's not what I meant. I just think you are too skinny." With that, she took the empty bowls and cutlery to the kitchen and started to work. I was so full that I had to walk around this 2,150 square feet residence to help with digestion. I wandered into the kitchen out of boredom and saw Margaret preparing chicken, duck, and fish. I was shocked. "Margaret, is this all for me? I can't eat that much by myself tonight." Margaret didn't even look up as she said, "I know. Mr. Zook is coming for dinner too. It's my first time cooking for the boss, so I want to prepare my best dishes." I was shocked again. "He's coming?" Margaret smiled and said, "Yes. Doesn't Mr. Zook live here?" I quickly waved my hands. "No. He doesn't live here. We are not living together." Margaret seemed unconcerned as she waved her hands before she continued cleaning the chicken and duck. I wanted to leave