My Boss Becomes a Pocket-Sized Man

5

I had underestimated Mrs. Adler's enthusiasm. After I got out of the bathroom, she had me sit on the sofa and chatted with me for half an hour, then she insisted on me having dinner with her.

"Mrs. Adler, I have ordered takeout. The deliveryman will be here soon." I opened the takeout app on my phone and showed it to her.

"Oh, it's unhealthy to eat takeout. I'll treat you to something delicious. You're so thin. You have to take good care of yourself." Her tender eyes made me feel that she seemed to have misunderstood about Verne and me.

"Let's go. Don't bother about the takeout. Ask the deliveryman to hang it at the door and throw it away later."

I couldn't decline her offer, so I had to call the deliveryman and ask him to hang the takeout at the door. Then I followed her to a nearby restaurant for dinner.

When we had the meal, Mrs. Adler took special care of me. I realized she was hinting at something when she said her future daughter-in-law should take good care of herself.