Love Between A Cook And A Doctor

Chapter 1 I Want You To Apologize

In the Lana street of H City.

The lights blazed along the summery night, uplifting the spirits of anyone in sight.

The aroma of wine wafted along the air.

A low-key car parked steadily by the door of the bar.

Suddenly, a slender woman stepped out of the front seat. A petite woman sitting in the backseat, got

out and followed her. Then they walked into the bar. In a few minutes, they helped a charming man

walk out.

"There could be paparazzi. Get rid of them for me," Jonny Nelson murmured sleepily. His eyes were

half-close as he stumbled across the pavements. He burped loudly, regardless of his image. "Send me

to the Seaside Teahouse. I have an appointment."

Cherry Shen sighed helplessly.

Even if getting so drunk, he still wanted to have a woman to entertain him.

However, being his agent, she couldn't do anything but nod helplessly. "Put him on the back seat," she

whispered to her assistant.

Nodding hurriedly, the assistant quickly pulled him in the seat, accidentally knocking the man's head

against the car door.

Jonny cried out in pain. "What the hell? Did you just hit me?"

"N-No," the assistant stuttered out. She was so frightened that she froze under his furious stare. Cherry

Shen rolled her eyes. "It's me! I simply wanted to check if you're still alive."

She sat on the driver's seat once they were all safely inside. "Linda, take off his clothes, and," Cherry

Shen started, trying to hold back her laughter. Then she handed her assistant a bag of makeup. "Help

him put on the wig and wear some lipstick. Later, you'll disguise as him and wander around the house.

Make sure that the reporters don't follow us around."

Linda nodded. "Got it. What will you do?"

"Me? I'm sending him to the place he wanted to go. Otherwise, we're both doomed," Cherry Shen

grumbled as she drove steadily.

Upon seeing them drive away, the reporters all piled up inside their car.

"It's not that easy, you know," the driver murmured. "That's Cherry, Jonny's top agent. She's as slippery

as a snake. You wouldn't be able to get to her."

Sure enough, Cherry Shen was incredibly cunning as she drove the car.

On the first parts, she drove very slowly. In fact, her driving skills could be comparable to an old woman

driving her car.

However, just as the green light was about to turn yellow, she would slam her foot onto the gas and

sped away. The reporters' car would stop right there, and they fumed at the missed opportunity. The

driver, on the other hand, didn't look too bothered.

"He's drunk, so he's probably heading back to his house," he reasoned. "We can ambush him there."

Sure enough, their efforts paid off.

When the reporters' car arrived at the gate of the community where Jonny lived, they could see him

sneaking out of his own car and entering a convenience store at the end of the street.

As soon as Jonny got out, his car sped away somewhere else.

The reporters didn't waste any time as they got off the car. "Is he going to buy condoms?" they

murmured amongst themselves. "Is there someone waiting for him at home?"

They kept taking pictures of the shadowed figure. It wasn't until they got closer did they finally saw who

it was. "What the hell? Is that a woman?"

"Damn it!" Jonny must've been in the car right now. It seemed that Cherry Shen had set them up once

more.

They wanted to chase after her, but it was already too late.

Once they arrived, Cherry woke Jonny up.

It wasn't until she helped him get out of the car was she finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.

It wasn't easy to be the top agent in the business. She usually ended her job when it was close to

midnight.

As she was about to drive home, she noticed that the reporters' car came up again.

Cherry gritted her teeth in annoyance. Couldn't they just leave her alone?

She slammed her foot onto the gas.

At this point, her job was to lose them.

However, the more she drove, the nearer the car became. Her eyebrows furrowed as she shuttled

through the traffic lights.

How could she go home if she couldn't get rid of them?

Just as the traffic lights in the intersection were about to turn yellow, Cherry grabbed that opportunity

and rushed out, ready to get away from those damned reporters.

However, a silver grey car appeared in the intersection.

As the yellow light was on, the driver stopped.

But it was already too late for Cherry to stop her car. In fact, she was already going in full speed.

With a bang, the front of Cherry's car was deeply embedded in the back of the car in front of her.

Fortunately, the driver was obedient enough to stop on the right time. Otherwise, things would be

worse.

Cherry paled.

The yellow light had turned red.

The reporters' cameras flashed behind her, but she didn't care. As she stared at the front of her car,

she felt heartbroken.

'Jonny, I'd better receive some compensation for this!'

Just as Cherry was about to move out of the way, it seemed as if her string of bad luck wasn't done

with her.

The driver of the car she just crashed into got off and walked towards her.

"Get off the car!" he yelled as his fist slammed against her window.

When she turned, she couldn't help but admire the man's features. He had dark silky hair and bright

eyes. His jawline was quite defined, and there was something about his face that seeped nothing but

aristocracy and arrogance.

If his deep eyes weren't so icy, Cherry would ask him if he was interested in being a model instead.

The midnight snack she had bought just now was knocked over due to the violent collision. Its hot

content spilled all over her leg, and she winced at the sudden burning sensation. However, seeing as

the man didn't plan on letting her go that easily, she needed to face it.

She covered her long dress and stepped out of the car. "You're in my way, Sir."

The man motioned to the back of his car. "You hit me." His tone was determined and cold.

"I have something urgent to get to. If you hadn't stopped me, my car would've passed," she snapped.

Although she felt a little bit guilty over the fact, she simply rolled her eyes in the face of the man's icy

glare.

"You hit me," he repeated,

not bothering to listen to her explanation. Besides, it was the truth.

"Fine, fine. I'm not blind." Cherry narrowed her eyes and pulled out her business card from her pockets.

She wasn't in the mood to argue. "Here's my card."

However, the man didn't take it. "You hit me," he said once again, looking like a child who refused to

budge.

"Your point?" The paparazzi were already crowding around her, which didn't improve her mood. "Just

contact my lawyer tomorrow, and I'll pay you."

"You hit me," he said. When she thought that he would only say that, he added, "But you didn't

apologize. Not everything can be solved with money."

"Then what do you want?" Cherry demanded.

"I'll call the police." The man wrenched out his phone from his pockets without the slightest bit of

hesitation.

'Son of the bitch!' It wasn't as if she was going to run away from him!

"Do you even know who I am?" Cherry clenched her fists. "I'm a very famous agent in H City, so don't

worry, I won't run away from you. And I don't have the time–"

Before she could finish her words, her phone rang. She grabbed her phone angrily.

"Look, I can't pick you up now! Let's talk about it later." She hung up the phone and shoved it into her

pockets. "I can't go to the police station right now, okay?"

"You haven't apologized. How am I sure that you wouldn't run away?" He grinned.

There was something about the way his eyes glinted that would make anyone run the other way.

But Cherry wasn't just 'anyone'.

She turned back to her car and grabbed her bag. Without another word, she grabbed all the cash she

had in her wallet and handed it to him. "Is that enough? I'm in a hurry!"

"Apologize," he continued to insist.

"You're the one who blocked my way!" Cherry wagged her fists. "I'm already compensating you for the

repair. What more do you want?"

"I could just call the police." The man shrugged as he dialed the number. "Besides, I don't want to

waste my time either."

It seemed that Cherry should compromise. Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

Finally, her shoulders sagged in defeat. "Look, I'm sorry, okay? I'm sorry. But you have to understand

that you're also wrong, you got that?" She placed her money into the man's hand and snapped, "I hope

that we'll never see each other again."

'I've never met such a crazy man in the middle of the night!'

Her leg was still burning from the soup that she couldn't stand still. At this point, she had to make a

detour to the hospital to deal with it. Otherwise, her father would be worried about her.

Cherry gazed at the front of her car in misery. Now that her car was wrecked, how the hell was she

going to get to work tomorrow?

The man narrowed his eyes.

Once Cherry jumped into the car, he knocked on the window and threw the money into the car seat.

She stared at him blankly.

"Not everything can be solved with money," he said coolly before returning to his car.

As she stared at the retreating car, Cherry blinked in disbelief as she glanced at the money that was

littered all over her car.

The man hated her?

Cherry snorted.

'Isn't that just fucking great?'

She was so furious that she laughed.

Even the famous star, Jonny Nelson, respected her. This barbaric guy stopped her in the intersection of

the road and didn't even show her an ounce of respect!

'I'd better not meet him again!'

she thought.

As Cherry moved, she could feel her leg thrumming in pain. She winced.

She lifted her long dress to see that her fair skin was now scalded with several blisters.

'Forget it. I need to see the doctor.'

If it hadn't been for the wound, she would've already fought with the man.

Cherry gritted her teeth. Now, not only was she burned, but her entire car was drenched with her

midnight snack, and her bills were scattered all over the car!

Forcing herself to stay calm, she drove to the nearest hospital.

Now that she needed to wash and repair her car after the doctor's consultation, it seemed that she

wouldn't get an ounce of sleep tonight.