Mike had raised his hands for a while, and Scarlett knew that she couldn't get away.
He looked exactly the same as the vampire king in her dreams.
She gathered her courage and took a small bite with her eyes closed, then a strange taste immediately filled her mouth.
She closed her mouth and her expression frozen.
She felt the blackened object quickly fill her mouth, and all the taste buds and cells that contacted with it had been destroyed!
As expected of the dark cuisine developed by Mr. Abraham. The taste was so bad that if it was given to the enemy during the war, the war may soon be over.
No biological or chemical weapons can't compete with this!
Scarlett really wanted to scream at the top of her lungs at this moment. Quick, give me the antidote!
"Is it delicious?" He looked at her motionlessly. She nodded stiffly.
Mike looked too scary at the moment. She was afraid that she would be stuffed into the oven by him and turned out to be a Scarlett pie...
"It was made by me. How can it not taste good? Come, eat another one."
He's feeding his kitty and then letting her feed his hungriest parts. Perfect.
When Scarlett heard that there were more to eat, she felt desperate.
"Mike, you worked so hard to make it. I can't be this selfish to eat them all."
How could she be the only victim of this evil diet?
"Well, your secretary, driver, oh, by the way, and your special assistant Daniel, and Tilda. No, except Tilda. They are all worth a bite."
Tilda was already very old, what if she died after eating this!
Scarlett managed to force a smile. "We should really share your extraordinary cooking skills with everyone!"
"No, this is only for you." Mike was very insistent.
She secretly scolded in the heart, 'What is it about me that pisses you off? Could you please tell me? You can dock my wages, or do whatever you want, but please don't torture me with this god-damned food!'
"Here, eat all this." He stuffed all the charred objects into her mouth.
She only felt a burst of tumbles in the stomach, then angrily stared at Mike who was being cocky at the moment. Alright, don't blame me for getting back at you!
"Come, Mike, have a taste."
She picked up one and held it to his mouth like he did. He quickly took one bite without thinking.
Then, the world was silent.
Scarlett looked at his stunned expression and secretly felt good in her heart.
Serves you right!
You should be punished for feeding others with strange things!
Mike only reacted after two seconds. He quickly spat out the things in his mouth, grabbed a glass of water and gulped it down to drown the nasty taste.
Now the picky eater was disgusted by his own cooking.
Scarlett was so happy to see this.
She even raised her phone, wanting to take a picture of his once in a hundred years' suffering.
But when she grabbed the phone, a wave of nausea came from her stomach, and she tried to suppress it by covering her mouth, but it was ultimately impossible.
Covering her mouth, she ran all the way to the bathroom and vomited into the toilet.
Mike followed and patted her back.
Scarlett spat out everything in her stomach before she managed to stand still. She saw Mike who had followed in and wanted to roar at him and ask him why he had made something so disgusting to torture her.
But remembering how mischievous this man was, she choked back the words.
Her eyes were hazy with tears from vomiting, causing Mike to feel wrenched. The appearance of lost for words touched the softest part of his heart...
"Why are you so silly? How did you eat it when it tasted so bad?"
The way she threw up worried him a lot. But then a thought filled his mind.
Vomiting, abnormal emotions, was she pregnant?
She had cursed him a thousand times in her mind now.
Damn Mike!
Wasn't it you who forced her to eat it? And then you were in a totally different position and accusing her of being stupid?
She thought of all kinds of vicious curses in her mind, wishing him to eat instant noodles without seasoning, popsicles without sticks, and milk tea without straw...
Looking at her silly appearance, Mike couldn't help but pull her into his arms.
"You are stupid, your whole family is stupid!" Scarlett roared in her heart.
However, she immediately froze when she noticed that they were stuck together and there was something wrong going on. Was this guy trying to do that thing again?
But Mike did not, he felt that Scarlett might already be pregnant with his child, and he had to restrain himself.
She felt that the world was turning upside down, and he actually picked her up again!
"Mike, what are you doing?" She pounded him.
He walked steadily towards the bedroom upstairs without speaking. Scarlett felt that he seemed to be very happy. But why?
Combined with his reaction, the alarm bells in her heart rang. Did he want to do that again?
However, Mike didn't do anything. He just put her on the bed and covered her with the quilt. Then, he took out his phone and called Bernard.
"Hey, Bernard, can I trouble you to come here?"
The doctor arrived a few dozen minutes later and took Scarlett's pulse seriously. Scarlett had no clue why Mike looked so expectant.
"How is it?" He could not wait to ask.
Bernard looked deeply at Scarlett and said to Mike.
"Mr. Abraham, let's go out and talk."
Scarlett didn't understand why. She was just disgusted by the two biscuits. Was there a need to go through so much trouble to invite Bernard?
This time, Mike went out for a bit longer. By the time he returned, there was no longer any joy on his face.
"What happened to me?" Scarlett asked.
Mike turned his head, and on his handsome face, there was a hint of redness that was hard to detect.
Bernard had just asked him what exactly he had given Scarlett to eat, and it actually caused a person whose stomach had just recovered to have a stomach bug again.
If someone who was preparing for pregnancy took medicine at this time, it would affect the fetus.
Mike was shocked. Was she not pregnant?
Bernard shook his head. The time was too short to tell.
In the face of Scarlett's innocent expression, Mike felt very guilty.
She was so obedient just now to eat the snacks he made.
Oh my god, what's wrong with him, what's with this deep expression? Scarlett was scared by his abnormality.
"A week later, there will be an international photography exhibition. Would you like to see it?"
"Is that true?" Scarlett's eyes lit up, and she immediately forgot her stomach that had just been ravaged.
"Well, I happened to have time that day. Do you want to..."
"Yes! Yes!" How could a photography enthusiast say no to this?
Scarlett was so happy that she forgot everything and instantly threw the hatred of being poisoned by his dark cuisine to the back of her mind.
She smiled happily at Mike. She was very happy that the man had given her a good compensation.
He rubbed her hair thinking that his silly kitty was so easily satisfied.