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One evening, Sammy was working late. He had Tonia’s live broadcast playing on his phone as background noise.
A coworker strolled by. He didn’t see the screen but heard the voice. Clicking his tongue, he mocked, “Mr. Bush, I didn’t know you were into watching female streamers.”
Sammy didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “That’s my wife.”
“What? That’s your wife? ” The colleague immediately pulled up a chair, intrigued. “Wow, she’s so young and cute! She appears like she’s ten years younger than you.”
Sammy’s expression hardened. “She’s only five years younger.”
“Still, she’s younger. She’s adorable and looks just like the girl I used to have a crush on back in school.”
Sammy’s expression darkened even further. “Can’t you at least pay attention to the food? ”
“What man watches a live stream for the food and not the girl?”
That phrase hit Sammy like a warning bell. The whole time, he’d been hearing Tonia say things like, “Thank you, sir” and ” Thank you, boss”.
There were only men in the audience!
Yet, tonight’s subject for the live stream was women’s wellness recipes. Why were there so many men watching?
Sammy couldn’t focus on work anymore. He rushed straight home. Then, he purposely made his presence known on camera by going past so everyone could see him.
Tonia quickly saw that he was obscuring the screen. She grimaced in displeasure and said, “What are you doing?”
Sammy slumped down on the couch, still annoyed. “I’m hungry. I want to eat.
“I figured you’d eat out since you were working late.” I didn’t make anything for you,” Tonia said.
“And what are those?” Sammy asked, pointing at the table full of plates. ”
Tonia couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
“What’s so funny?” he said with a frown.
Tonia moved over softly, sat on his knee, and put her arms around his neck. Then she kissed him and said, “I was just messing with you.” I cooked you some soup.
Sammy’s eyes eventually lightened up a little. “I thought you were too busy answering your ‘sirs’ and ‘bosses’ in the live stream to remember me.”
Tonia leaned up close and murmured softly in his ear, “I made you…” Soup with lentils and meat.
When Sammy arrived to work the next day, he was really happy. The cleaning lady could tell.
“Mr. Bush, you seem really happy. Did you win another case? ”
Sammy cleared his throat. He wanted to remark that he was really happy with how the beef and lentil soup he had the night before made him feel, but he couldn’t say it out loud.
He shook the pink bag he was carrying and said, “My wife made lunch for me.”
The maid understood right away. “Your wife must be a great cook.”
“Yes. She’s wonderful.
“Mr. Bush, you’ve changed since you got married. You worked late last night and your wife must have felt terrible for you.”
Sammy felt at peace for some reason after hearing her remarks.
“Yes, that’s right. She felt so bad for me that she made me a whole feast. It was a huge spread!”
“Oh, really?”
“Yes. She made all kinds of delicious food for me to eat.”
Before he could finish talking, someone tapped him on the shoulder.
Lincoln, who was in his uniform, laughed and said, “Miss, you should stop asking him about that. He’s in the middle of his honeymoon period. The more we hear him talk about it, the more jealous we’ll all be.”
The cleaning lady responded in a joking way, “Mr. Scot, if you’re so jealous, why don’t you get married?”
She had no idea what was going on with Lincoln, but Sammy did.
He tried to avoid answering the issue by stating, “Mr. Scot here has very high standards. He won’t settle for just any woman. He’ll have to take his time picking his partner.”
Lincoln agreed, saying, “That’s right. It would be hard to find another woman like your wife. These days, women can barely cook instant noodles, so the only way we can enjoy a feast is to eat out.”
Sammy raised his head and added, “Then it feels like I’m eating out every day.”
“Yeah. It’s like having your own chef.”
After a time, the cleaning lady went back to work.
“Why are you here today? Is there a new case?” Sammy questioned.
Lincoln scratched his head. “Can’t I find you if there aren’t any cases?”
“Of course you can. Why don’t we go out for drinks after work?”
“How about we go to your place instead?”
Sammy knew what he wanted. He wanted to meet Jane because she had been hiding from him.
Sammy didn’t want to invite him over without asking Tonia first because he knew she was quite protective of Jane.
“That’s Tonia’s house. I don’t know if I can bring people home.”
Lincoln smiled. “Okay. Why don’t you go home and ask for permission tonight?”
“Of course. I’ll talk to her about it.”
Lincoln sighed deeply and patted Sammy’s shoulder firmly.
“Wow, I’m so jealous of you. You took your shot when the time was right and didn’t care what anyone else thought. You just got with the woman you wanted to be with because you wanted to.”
“Our situations are very different.”
Tonia was his cousin-in-law, although they weren’t connected by blood.
Lincoln answered, “Just you wait. Maybe I’ll take a chance one day. No one will be able to tell me what to do when I’m out of this uniform.”
“Even if you don’t wear that uniform, you’re still a member of the Scot family.”
He may take off the uniform, but he would always be a member of the Scot family. The Scots would never let him bring discredit to the family name.
A coworker strolled by. He didn’t see the screen but heard the voice. Clicking his tongue, he mocked, “Mr. Bush, I didn’t know you were into watching female streamers.”
Sammy didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “That’s my wife.”
“What? That’s your wife? ” The colleague immediately pulled up a chair, intrigued. “Wow, she’s so young and cute! She appears like she’s ten years younger than you.”
Sammy’s expression hardened. “She’s only five years younger.”
“Still, she’s younger. She’s adorable and looks just like the girl I used to have a crush on back in school.”
Sammy’s expression darkened even further. “Can’t you at least pay attention to the food? ”
“What man watches a live stream for the food and not the girl?”
That phrase hit Sammy like a warning bell. The whole time, he’d been hearing Tonia say things like, “Thank you, sir” and ” Thank you, boss”.
There were only men in the audience!
Yet, tonight’s subject for the live stream was women’s wellness recipes. Why were there so many men watching?
Sammy couldn’t focus on work anymore. He rushed straight home. Then, he purposely made his presence known on camera by going past so everyone could see him.
Tonia quickly saw that he was obscuring the screen. She grimaced in displeasure and said, “What are you doing?”
Sammy slumped down on the couch, still annoyed. “I’m hungry. I want to eat.
“I figured you’d eat out since you were working late.” I didn’t make anything for you,” Tonia said.
“And what are those?” Sammy asked, pointing at the table full of plates. ”
Tonia couldn’t help but laugh out loud.
“What’s so funny?” he said with a frown.
Tonia moved over softly, sat on his knee, and put her arms around his neck. Then she kissed him and said, “I was just messing with you.” I cooked you some soup.
Sammy’s eyes eventually lightened up a little. “I thought you were too busy answering your ‘sirs’ and ‘bosses’ in the live stream to remember me.”
Tonia leaned up close and murmured softly in his ear, “I made you…” Soup with lentils and meat.
When Sammy arrived to work the next day, he was really happy. The cleaning lady could tell.
“Mr. Bush, you seem really happy. Did you win another case? ”
Sammy cleared his throat. He wanted to remark that he was really happy with how the beef and lentil soup he had the night before made him feel, but he couldn’t say it out loud.
He shook the pink bag he was carrying and said, “My wife made lunch for me.”
The maid understood right away. “Your wife must be a great cook.”
“Yes. She’s wonderful.
“Mr. Bush, you’ve changed since you got married. You worked late last night and your wife must have felt terrible for you.”
Sammy felt at peace for some reason after hearing her remarks.
“Yes, that’s right. She felt so bad for me that she made me a whole feast. It was a huge spread!”
“Oh, really?”
“Yes. She made all kinds of delicious food for me to eat.”
Before he could finish talking, someone tapped him on the shoulder.
Lincoln, who was in his uniform, laughed and said, “Miss, you should stop asking him about that. He’s in the middle of his honeymoon period. The more we hear him talk about it, the more jealous we’ll all be.”
The cleaning lady responded in a joking way, “Mr. Scot, if you’re so jealous, why don’t you get married?”
She had no idea what was going on with Lincoln, but Sammy did.
He tried to avoid answering the issue by stating, “Mr. Scot here has very high standards. He won’t settle for just any woman. He’ll have to take his time picking his partner.”
Lincoln agreed, saying, “That’s right. It would be hard to find another woman like your wife. These days, women can barely cook instant noodles, so the only way we can enjoy a feast is to eat out.”
Sammy raised his head and added, “Then it feels like I’m eating out every day.”
“Yeah. It’s like having your own chef.”
After a time, the cleaning lady went back to work.
“Why are you here today? Is there a new case?” Sammy questioned.
Lincoln scratched his head. “Can’t I find you if there aren’t any cases?”
“Of course you can. Why don’t we go out for drinks after work?”
“How about we go to your place instead?”
Sammy knew what he wanted. He wanted to meet Jane because she had been hiding from him.
Sammy didn’t want to invite him over without asking Tonia first because he knew she was quite protective of Jane.
“That’s Tonia’s house. I don’t know if I can bring people home.”
Lincoln smiled. “Okay. Why don’t you go home and ask for permission tonight?”
“Of course. I’ll talk to her about it.”
Lincoln sighed deeply and patted Sammy’s shoulder firmly.
“Wow, I’m so jealous of you. You took your shot when the time was right and didn’t care what anyone else thought. You just got with the woman you wanted to be with because you wanted to.”
“Our situations are very different.”
Tonia was his cousin-in-law, although they weren’t connected by blood.
Lincoln answered, “Just you wait. Maybe I’ll take a chance one day. No one will be able to tell me what to do when I’m out of this uniform.”
“Even if you don’t wear that uniform, you’re still a member of the Scot family.”
He may take off the uniform, but he would always be a member of the Scot family. The Scots would never let him bring discredit to the family name.