My Innocent Doctor's

MID 37 | Candy Jelly

Madeline and Pierre had reached the rooftop, where Pierre and Mr Spencer spoke with four eyes, before going into the director's room and becoming the subject of the mother and wife's scorn.

"Would you bring me here?" ask Madeline curiously. The reason, the last time Madeline came here was when she saw Pierre attempt suicide.

Pierre smiled faintly, very thinly as he looked at the curious Madeline.

"You think?" tanyakanya.

Madeline just put her shoulders forward, a sign that she didn't know what Pierre was going to do.

"You brought me here, and then you asked me. Doesn't that sound weird?" ask Madeline.

Come to think of it sounds strange. It's just that for that reason, only Pierre knows.

"It's certainly not strange, because the purpose I brought you here is to punish you", Pierre said with a smile smirked at Madeline.

Hearing that made Madeline slowly retreat, "What do you want?" ask Madeline stammeringly.

Looking at Madeline who was slowly retreating, made Pierre approach. More precisely walk forward to him.

"Want to punish people who have blatantly sneered at me in front of my Mommy" Pierre said with a satisfied face when he saw Madeline's face that looked pias.

Madeline shook her head, "Can't be like that, I'm talking about facts. Why do you have to be offended, huh?" ask Madeline.

Madeline did speak correctly, only that the truth made Pierre in the likeness of jelly candy. How can a handsome, well-established man who became the target of the people in likened to a chewy jelly candy just because he did not dare to meet the descendants of Eduardo. Really am! This made Pierre's pride hurt.

"Because you liken myself to jelly candy" said Pierre who could no longer resist his frustration this time.

Hearing that made Madeline laugh again with great satisfaction.

"Oh My God! It's really beyond my expectations." chirped Madeline as she held onto her stomach from laughing out loud.

The upset Pierre immediately asked Madeline to stop laughing at him, "Stop, or I'll have you heard later" he said.

But Madeline did not stop, the woman continued to sneer at Pierre, "If that's the truth, why should you be angry? You should break that rumor if it's not true" continued Madeline.

Seeing Madeline who was getting excited sneered at him, Pierre immediately silenced the woman's lips with his.

Both eyes Madeline to the ball saw the desperate action of Pierre. His body froze, making him unable to breathe and beating Pierre's body because of it.

"You..," madeline growled. Damnit damnit! It turns out Pierre has stolen Madeline's first kiss.

Pierre put on an innocent face, finally he was able to silence Madeline's mouth in a way that he thought was extreme.

"Why? Less, huh? Do you want any more? Yes," Peter licked as he pressed his lips.

But Madeline turned her face and cut Pierre's lip until the man grimaced.

"Why did you take my first kiss" Ah, shit! Madeline's first kiss was taken by Pierre, who was none other than her own husband.

Pierre, who was rubbing his lips because of the heat effect of Madeline's taboo, said, "I have only given a little lesson to my innocent wife, not to pout me.

"You know? Your lips are so sweet, so sweet as strawberries," Pierre murmured to make Madeline's cheeks meet red.

Madeline who was embarrassed immediately beat Pierre until the man ran away.

"Hey... Don't run! You have to teach me a lesson." cried Madeline who tried to run after Pierre.

The couple was chasing each other in the hospital rooftop, not infrequently Pierre mocked his wife when the woman was unable to reach his body.

****

It has been a month since the incident where Madeline and Pierre were running around on the rooftop, both now seem to be getting closer. Not infrequently, the two took time for Dinner or just breakfast together.

And not only that, Madeline also often made Pierre stock to eat the man. The goal is to be more hygienic and do not need to go to the canteen.

As of now, Madeline is in the kitchen to prepare supplies for Pierre. In her life, only this time Madeline struggled in the kitchen to cook dishes. Usually the woman can only cook eggs or not instant noodles.

But in order to prepare supplies for Pierre. Madeline had to contact her best friend in Italy to tell her a delicious recipe.

As of now, Madeline is contacting her best friend and brother-in-law who is a French graduate chef.

"Then what's up, Belle?" madeline asked as she churned the spatula over the fry fan.

"Have you put salt and pepper in?" tanyakanya.

Madeline shook her head, "Not yet,"

"Enter it as I tell you," he said.

According to Madeline, the beautiful woman put some spices into her cooking.

After chatting with her cousin, Madeline turned off her phone and continued cooking.

It did not take long to wait for Madeline's cooking to mature, now Madeline is putting her side dishes into Pierre's lunchbox.

Madeline cooks vigorously, herself like a man in love this time. His aura looks very different and more smiles.

"Are you crazy, smiling all by yourself like that" said Pierre in front of Madeline.

Madeline just shook her head, "No, I'm just glad I could make you some food for you" Madeline said with a sweet smile.

Pierre sighed, "It doesn't need to be like that, I'm afraid to bother you" said Pierre, who was not feeling well.

If compared to Pierre, Madeline's schedule does look very solid. He just didn't want Madeline to be exhausted and make Madeline's performance in treating patients disrupted.

Madeline shook her head, "No, I just wanted to make something of you. Shouldn't a wife serve her husband?" ask Madeline.

Pierre nodded, yet for some reason he was like a confused person this time.

"No, it's just that I'm worried you're exhausted" Pierre said.

Madeline turned her head, looking at Pierre who was not far from her.

"If I'm tired, I'll rest if I can do all this. That means I have a lot of time" Madeline explained.

All righty! It seems Madeline is happy to do this, she can't ban it, let alone tell him.

"Like your heart, but if you are tired, then you can rest" said Pierre.

Madeline nodded, the woman slowly walked up to Pierre who was ready in her proud white coat.

"It's your stock! I hope you like it" said Madeline with a thin smile.

Pierre just received without a voice, this has been a week Pierre treated like this. But he also could not refuse for the sake of the wife's feelings.

"Yes" he answered briefly. Then the man walked out of the apartment.