Chapter 8

"I cooked menudo for him but he didn't like it."

"Huh? How could it not be delicious? You're so good at cooking! If only I could hire you as a chef here, I would have done it for a long time."

"That's it, Ate Cherry. Maybe she just doesn't like those delicious types of cooking," I said with a laugh as I piled up one by one the dishes that I will deliver to Zoren's room.

"Those guests also have different tastes. But, Mel, be careful there because he's a fuckboy. He eat different dishes," Ate Cherry laughed.

My shoulders fell as I strained. "I know. That's why I ended up in my position, right? Because I slapped him that night while he's eating his dish."

"Why did you slap him anyway?"

"I don't know either. It must have been an adrenaline rush. I was surprised by what I saw so I slapped him."

"What did you see?" Favio laughed as he blocked his face in front of me so instead of Ate Cherry, I saw him.

I raised an eyebrow. "What are you doing! Do I need to say more? You already understand it."

"Is he big?" Ate Cherry said while laughing.

"I told you, didn't I? Big." I grabbed the trolley and turned it around to position myself towards the kitchen door.

"How big?" said Favio.

I frowned. "Why do you want to know? Are you gay?"

"I'll just compare it to mine," he laughed.

We all laughed as I shook my head.

"I'm leaving. It might get smaller if I stay here longer," I said and left while pushing the trolley.

"Eat well, Mel!" Ate Cherry added a joke.

"Food is what's to eat, Mel. Not that big thing you're saying. Good luck on your first night!" Favio shouted.

I just shook my head again then blew out the wind. Kitchen people are really funny.

After I arrived at the suite, Zoren and I immediately locked eyes when I opened the door. I went straight to the dining table while still pushing the trolley.

"What did you get?" he asked, then stood up and walked towards me.

"Salad and steak," I immediately replied.

I arranged the food on the table one by one as well as the cutlery. Zoren sat in the capital waiting for me to finish.

"Sit down," he said when I finished.

I nodded and sat down. We started eating in silence.

"I want you to stop cooking, Melissa," he said after a few moments.

I looked up at him and stopped eating.

"W-why?"

I know my dishes are delicious. When I was young, I was taught by one of the best people I know in the field of cooking. So I'm sure my dishes are very tasty.

"I don't enjoy your cooking. Just clean the suite, do the dishes, and do your laundry."

"Don't I have anything else to do? How about your laundry? Just include it in my work. Don't worry, I won't bother you with what you do."

His eyebrows immediately reached up.

"What are you talking about?"

"Your what... Your brief-"

"Oh! Shut up!" he immediately stopped me.

I stopped laughing immediately. The irritation was obvious on his face.

We were quiet again and continued eating. After a while he spoke again.

"It's my mom's memory..."

"Which?"

"Hello kitty."

He looked up at me. I saw how sad his eyes were. I suddenly remembered something in those eyes.

I bowed down. I can't met his eyes. Too sad. Too painful.

"Sorry," I whispered.

His smile was resounding. "You don't have to say sorry. It's not your fault why he left me."

I bit my lip. I bowed even more. I felt so guilty because of teasing him earlier. We shouldn't be laughing at those things, especially since we don't know the story behind it.

"Continue your food," he ordered.

"Ah! Yes..." I looked up at him and immediately bent over my plate again.

After dinner, Zoren left. I don't know where he went. But I still chose to wait for him even though I wasn't sure what time he would come home.

I was bored watching something on TV so I ended up falling asleep on the sofa. I woke up with the whole suite bright because of the sunlight coming in from the big window. It's morning and there's a pillow and blanket hugging me.

I immediately got up and went to the room. Since it was open and not properly closed, I just peeked. I saw Zoren sleeping on his bed with the blanket hugging his lower body. I can see one leg and her bare top. I bit my lip before I decided to close the bedroom door.

The bathroom was inside the room so I just fit my face in the reflection of the TV I was cleaning. I don't want to go down with my dry saliva on my face but I have no choice. I need to prepare Zoren's breakfast.

I sighed while waiting for the elevator.

If only he would eat my cooking. I wish I didn't go down any more.

Sometimes it's really hard to earn money.