Marilyn walked to Malcolm's office with the lunch box.
Marilyn was very grateful for what happened that day. If Malcolm hadn't protected her, Marilyn would have been lying in the hospital in pain.
However, when Marilyn reached the door of Malcolm's office, Marilyn was a little hesitant.
Marilyn stood in place for a full three minutes before helplessly throwing away all the bad thoughts in her mind.
Marilyn raised her hand and knocked on the office door.
"Come in!" The hoarse voice carried a charm.
The moment Marilyn heard this voice, she inexplicably tensed up.
Marilyn pushed the door open and entered. Marilyn saw that Malcolm had just finished bathing.
The expensive handmade shirt had not been buttoned up yet.
Marilyn looked at his hair, which was slightly dripping with water, exuding a deadly charm.
Marilyn's eyes widened and she quickly turned around.
Malcolm looked at her back and smiled.
Malcolm walked towards Marilyn. He deliberately did not button the top two buttons up.
A chilly aura spread out and instantly enveloped Marilyn.
Marilyn became nervous. She took a few steps forward slightly. Malcolm also smiled as he approached her a few steps.
It seemed like Malcolm didn't want her to escape and wanted her to feel his breath.
Marilyn blinked her eyes. She thought, "I am here to deliver food to him. Why am I nervous?"
Marilyn quickly turned around. Malcolm approached her.
The next second, Marilyn's forehead slammed into Malcolm's slightly cold chest.
Marilyn was stunned. She couldn't stop herself from taking several steps back.
When Malcolm saw this, he quickly stretched out his arm, grabbed Marilyn's slender waist, and pulled her back into his arms.
When Marilyn gently bumped into Malcolm, he was instantly overwhelmed with emotions. A fire in his mind was hard to extinguish. Malcolm deeply yearned for Marilyn in his arms.
Malcolm's pleasant laughter echoed in Marilyn's ears.
"Silly girl, what are you nervous about? I won't eat you!"
"Malcolm, who ... who's nervous?" Marilyn suddenly looked up and glared at Malcolm angrily.
Malcolm looked at her stubborn face and smiled.
Malcolm stroked his chin. His gaze gently fell on her angry little face. That pink lip gloss revealed a sparkling light. That fair little face revealed a thin layer of crimson. Mixed emotions, it was so beautiful that Malcolm couldn't take his eyes off it.
Malcolm lowered his head slightly. His lips were almost next to Marilyn's. He said, "Marilyn, could it be that I saw wrong? You are not nervous, but want to throw yourself into my arms?"
Marilyn looked at Malcolm angrily. Seeing the fanatical look in his eyes, she was slightly stunned and quickly pushed him. Marilyn was instantly three steps away from Malcolm.
A sense of loss filled Malcolm's mind.
"Malcolm, what are you thinking? Do you men only have thoughts of flirting with women in mind?" Marilyn wanted to put her hands on her hips and raise her momentum.
However, when Marilyn moved her hands, she realized that she was still holding a metal box in her hands.
Malcolm was about to speak when he suddenly saw Marilyn walk past him.
Marilyn placed the food box heavily on the table.
Marilyn looked back at Malcolm and said, "Malcolm, thank you very much for helping me just now. I brought food for you, so you should eat first! And, we are even."
"Are you sure?" Malcolm looked at Marilyn with a mysterious smile.
Malcolm thought, "Marilyn, the relationship between us is doomed to be complicated forever."
"A return of politeness!" Marilyn looked at Malcolm warily.
Marilyn more or less understood his temper. If Malcolm did not take the opportunity to raise more conditions at this time, he would not be the real Malcolm.
Malcolm narrowed his eyes and looked at Marilyn. "Marilyn, this won't do. You have to have dinner with me tonight."
Marilyn cursed in her mind, "Look, Malcolm definitely wouldn't let it go easily."
Marilyn raised an eyebrow and looked at Malcolm apologetically, "Mr. Lowe, I have an appointment tonight!"
"With whom?" Malcolm asked.
"My son and my daughter."
Malcolm was stunned.
Then, he also took the opportunity and said, "I'll go too!"
Hearing this, Marilyn took a step back.
Malcolm's eyes were as deep as the sea. It was hard for Marilyn to understand. Looking at them quietly, they were like distant stars. It seemed like it was difficult to reach out to them.
Malcolm looked at her eyes that were staring at him. He was excited.
As his expression changed, Marilyn immediately snapped back to reality, "What are you going to do?"
"Naturally to accompany you?" Malcolm said.
"No, who wants you to accompany us?"
Marilyn didn't have an appointment.
After Marilyn got off work, she had to go to Lakeside District to help Denise tidy up the hygiene in the shop.
Yesterday, they had roughly cleaned it up. Today, she had to go over and help.
"I want to go!" Malcolm looked at Marilyn stubbornly, as if he had no choice but to go.
"OK, follow me after work!" A crafty look flashed across Marilyn's eyes.
Marilyn thought, "If you want to go, let you go. I am just worried about having no free labor to help us?"
"Alright!" Malcolm looked at Marilyn quietly, then turned to eat.
Malcolm opened the meal box and saw that it was the food he usually liked. He smiled slightly.
"Marilyn, have you eaten?" he asked.
"I've eaten. I'll go back to the office first. Eat slowly!" Marilyn glanced at Malcolm and turned to leave!
Marilyn wanted to ask Malcolm about what happened just now!
But after thinking about it, Marilyn gave it up.
Malcolm was also a discerning person who could distinguish right from wrong!
This was the same as the rumors.
"Malcolm, I can tell you. I asked Zoe why she poured mango juice on Marilyn. She said that Velma told her that Marilyn was allergic to mango juice!
"She suffered her actions and didn't forget to take one."
Julian lowered his head and muttered to himself as he walked in. When Julian raised his head, Julian suddenly saw Marilyn also there.
His face instantly turned pale as if he had seen a ghost.
"Ms. ... Ms. Chapman, why ... why are you here?" Julian felt that it was very difficult to say each word.
Julian looked at Malcolm. He found that Malcolm was looking at him angrily.
Julian shrank his neck in fear.
Julian thought, "Why do I always meet this?"
Malcolm cursed Julian in his mind, "Shut up!"
Marilyn looked at Julian and suddenly laughed. This was the first time she had seen Julian lose his composure like this.
Julian also laughed.