Starting with A Divorce by Gloria Warren

Chapter 552 Delivering Food

"Dad, what are you talking about?" Lainey stared at Jaydan in shock, unable to believe what he had just said.

"I said, we've been almost through the formalities for going abroad. You get ready, and I'll send you to Boletia for

study in a few days,” Jaydan said in an unquestionable tone with a cold face.

Lainey trembled slightly, tears welling up in her eyes in an instant. Her voice was choked with sobs, but it sounded

unusually firm. 'No, I'm not going."

"You have to." Jaydan got up angrily and slammed the table, making heavy noises.

However, Lainey raised her arm to wipe away the tears with her sleeve. "You have no right to limit my freedom

even if you're my father. I'm not going abroad. You'd better drop the idea."

She then turned around and quickly left the study without giving him a chance to retort.

But she showed her vulnerability as soon as she returned to the bedroom alone.

Biting her finger, she paced back and forth in the room at a loss, muttering, "What should I do? What should I do..."

Just as she was burning with anxiety, her cell phone suddenly rang.

Shocked, she picked up the phone after calming herself down. "Roman, are you home?’ she said in a low voice.

Roman was standing on the balcony where Lainey liked to stay the most.

He looked into the distance with a faint smile. "Yes."

She pursed her lips and could not help but tell him what worried her.

Roman fell silent after hearing it.

There was dead silence but for their gentle breathing over the phone.

Lainey couldn't stop her heart from pounding due to uneasiness.

Just as she was about to ask him what he was thinking, he said slightly hoarsely. "Do you wanna go?”

"Screw you! Do I need to tell you if I want to go?" she cried angrily.

Roman breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, I see. Lainey, don't fight with your dad about it now. I'll take care of it."

And then he hung up the phone, ending Lainey's further question of what he could do forthem.

It was the first time that he had hung up on her.

She blinked blankly and stared at her phone, grinding her teeth.

Jaydan was busy. He stayed at home for a while and then went out.

Lainey watched TV absent-mindedly on the sofa in the living room and glanced at the clock on the wall from time to

time.

It was almost time for Roman to deliver the meal for her. She decided to take the time to ask him more about his

idea.

At seven o'clock, the doorbell rang.

Without putting on her shoes, Lainey immediately jumped off the sofa and ran to open the door.

But to her disappointment, there was no one but a wrapped dinner box on the floor when she opened the door.

Roman put the meal at the door and left immediately for fear that he would run into Jaydan, who had a bad

impression of him. He couldn't make things worse.

Unfortunately, she did not understand what he was thinking about, so she vented her anger on the box instead.

Coincidentally, Jaydan had finished his work earlier and happened to see her standing at the door in a daze when he

got off the car.

Worried, he quickened his pace toward her.

Before he could reach the door, Lainey said, "Dad, stop."

"What's wrong?" Jaydan guessed that she must try to talk with him about the going abroad thing, but he had made

up his mind.

Lainey picked up the box from the floor and waved it at him. "You don't have to ask the nanny to cook for us. Let's

eat this today."

From the delicate metal lunch box with a special logo that belonged exclusively to Pearl Hotel and Lainey's happy

face, Jaydan immediately understood that it was sent by Roman.

His face immediately turned cold. "I don't want to eat it." Lainey looked at him gleefully. "Dad, you have no choice."

I've called the nanny. She won't come tonight."

Jaydan walked into the living room and opened the refrigerator door with an expressionless face. It was empty, and

so was the cabinet.

There was no food except for the dumplings in the fridge.

He took out the dumplings and waved them at her. "I'll eat this."

But Lainey knew that he didn't know how to cook at all.

He fumbled with the boiled water and put dumplings in the pot.

At the same time, Lainey opened the lunch box with six dishes and two portions of rice.

An intense fragrance of meal wafted out immediately.

She put the dishes on the table individually and went to her bedroom to fetch her mobile phone.

And the dumplings were almost over-done because Jaydan was absentminded.

He scooped the boiled dumplings on a plate and sat opposite Lainey. Some were boiled into pieces.

She picked up a piece of meat and showed it off to him. "Dad, you really don't eat it?"

"I'd throw the meat into the trash can if you continue doing this. And if you behave well, I can consider sharing my

dumplings with you. If not, you'll only suffer from hunger," Jaydan said coldly.

Lainey pushed a dish towards him. "It's specially made for you.'

Jaydan didn't taste the dish even though the fragrance of the dish made his mouth water.

Aware of how keen on face-saving he was, Lainey immediately returned to her room after finishing her meal.

Through the crack in the door, she saw that he could not help but finish all the food left.

In the next few days, Roman delivered food forthem every day.

Jaydan refused to eat his meal, but later on, he gradually got used to eating it with her.

Knowing that Lainey was resistant to mentioning anything about going abroad, Jaydan talked about Ainsley.

"Ms. Easton hasn't been doing well recently. You should go and see her." Jaydan looked serious.

Lainey would love to do it. She got into the car with him excitedly.

"Fasten the seatbelt. Let's go and see her." Jaydan showed a helpless look, a flash of surprise in his eyes.

Lainey believed her father. She fastened the seatbelt and said eagerly, "Okay, let's go, Dad."

Jaydan tilted his head to glance at her and then asked the driver to start the car.

"Dad, do you know where she lives?" Lainey asked in confusion.

Jaydan's heart jolted, but he tried to be unperturbed outwardly and said calmly, "I've asked about it."

She nodded doubtfully and looked at the road ahead. "Dad, the traffic is bad on this road. I know a shortcut. Why

don't we take the shortcut?’