Best Revenge: Being My Ex-Boyfriend’s Aunt

The taste... was indescribable, and it was an understatement to say that it was the most unpalatable food ever.

Chester had never ill-treated his stomach like that in his life.

"Does it taste bad?" Charity looked at him.

"...No. It's good. It's the best food I've ever had." Chester forced himself to stuff the food into his mouth. While eating, he secretly watched Charity take the spoon and get ready to eat.noveldrama

He thought Charity would find the food she cooked awful after she tried it.

However, she did not at all.

He was a little sulky. Could it be that there was something wrong with his tastebuds now that he was sick?

"I'm not good at cooking." Charity suddenly said, "I don't like adding seasoning to food, so I usually add very little salt and oil. I think reducing the intake of these will be better for our health. I never used to worry about getting sick or dying, but after giving birth to Cal, I think I should avoid getting sick. I want to live longer, at least until Cal grows up safe and healthy."

Deep down, Chester was touched, and he gently held her hand. "Don't talk nonsense. I want you to live a very long life. Not only will you be able to watch Cal grow up, but you'll also get to meet many of your grandchildren."

"Hopefully." Charity's red lips curled into a smile.

"It'll definitely happen." Chester leaned forward and said in her ear, "What's more, I'm a doctor, so I'll certainly ensure you and Cal's safety. Charity, we've missed too many wonderful moments together. I want to grow old with you for the rest of our lives until our hair turn gray."

Charity was momentarily dazed. She dared not think so far ahead.

However, the man's gaze was burning.

She looked down and served him food. "Eat this, and don't talk so much during meals."

Chester's thin lips curled into a smile, and he obediently finished the food Charity made for him.

In fact, he had a poor appetite. However, since she was the one who cooked for him, he did not want to waste the food regardless of its taste.

In the afternoon, Chester's fever subsided a little, and only then did Charity head home.

Larissa was the first to approach Charity. "Is Chester feeling better? Did you take good care of him?"

Speechless, Charity answered, "You seem to care about him more than me now. Don't worry. I've been trying to keep his temperature down, and I even cooked him lunch."

"You cooked?" Larissa was stunned. After that, she revealed a look of disdain. "With your cooking skills, he must've found the food awful."

Charity's pretty face instantly darkened. "Mom, how can you say that? He finished all the food I cooked. He even said they were tasty."

"He was definitely lying. Even I can't bring myself to swallow your food." Larissa mocked Charity, "Since Chester is the only one who can tolerate your cooking, you should cherish him."

Two days later, Chester had recovered from his fever.

Larissa got someone to prepare some healthy drinks for Chester, such as pomegranate juice and green tea, which gave Chester some unspeakable worries.

It was fine if he had issues with that part of his body. However, that part of his had always been strong.

The drinks gave Chester, who had been single for several years, a strong sexual desire.

Worried that Larissa would keep feeding him with those healthy drinks, Chester decided to go back to work in the hospital immediately. He must not rest at home anymore.

On his first day of work, Director Ashby came to receive him in person. At the sight of the few pimples on Chester's handsome face, Director Ashby had an odd expression on his face. "Young Master Jewell, are you suffering from... an endocrine disorder?"

Chester's expression turned grave. After glaring at Director Ashby, Chester immediately put on a face mask. "Shut up."