Chapter 390 Cook

Staring at Meryl’s back, Dalton suddenly said, “Being favored makes you feel safe and secure. I have hurt you before, so I can tolerate your willfulness unconditionally.”

Water was still dripping down Dalton’s cheeks. After having a high fever for many days, Dalton was pale and sickly. Dalton looked weak.

The servants in the room were all stunned. No one had ever dared to throw water on Dalton’s face, but Dalton did not show any anger at all. He looked at Meryl’s back and said, “I will slowly make it up to you and let you know that I really want to start over with you.”

Meryl didn’t even turn around. She slammed the door shut, cutting herself off from everything outside.

Dalton followed her but was turned away. He stood outside the door and knocked. In the room, Meryl was lying in the quilt. She was irritable. No one could be in a good mood after being imprisoned for days. Besides, being locked up here, she was out of touch with society. She didn’t even have a cell phone. She didn’t know what was going on outside.

Also, she had disappeared for so long, but Chandler did not come to find her. She and Chandler did have some conflicts before, but it wouldn’t lead to him cutting off contact with her. Meryl guessed that the reason might be related to Dalton.

In the early stages of pregnancy, Meryl was sleepy. It was afternoon when she woke up again. She was about to turn over when she was unexpectedly met with eyes.

“Morning?”

Dalton was sitting beside the bed. Meryl was startled and immediately sat up. She looked into his eyes with vigilance and then glanced at her clothes. It was still the same outfit she was wearing before she fell asleep. Meryl finally breathed a sigh of relief. However, she remembered that she had locked the door before going to bed. Did Dalton unlock the door himself using his key? Meryl’s face turned cold instantly.

“Meryl, don’t look at me like that. I know you’re bored here, so I dropped everything and came to accompany you.” Dalton stood up and said, “While you were asleep, I learned how to cook spaghetti. This time it must taste better than last time. Come down and try it.”

Meryl hadn’t eaten much that day, and Dalton was good at catering to her needs. Meryl stopped getting angry because she found it was useless. Instead of this, it would be better for her to calm down and have a chat with Dalton.

Dalton said, “I’ll wait for you in the restaurant.”

Dalton gently closed the door and walked out. Meryl sighed, helplessly. She could not understand him.

Meryl thought, “Dalton, what exactly do you want?”

Meryl simply washed up. When she went downstairs, Dalton just brought up the spaghetti. The spaghetti looked very appetizing. Meryl sat down, and Dalton watched her quietly.

“How does it taste?” He looked at her expectantly.

Meryl nodded slightly. “Not bad. The beef is juicy.”

Hearing Meryl’s praise, Dalton instantly showed a smile. “If you like it, I will cook for you again. You haven’t eaten well for a few days. You are starving, right?”

Meryl didn’t deny. She was indeed hungry, but it was also true that she had no appetite during pregnancy.

“If you could let me out, I might have a better appetite,” she said.

Dalton was startled. His smile froze. He said coldly, “Meryl, are you so impatient to leave me?”