At one glance, Jonas knew the words were written by Melinda. It was a small note with graceful handwriting but not constrained.

"Congratulations, Mr. Jonas. You should deal with the first award for you."

"Ha-ha." Looking at such childish words, Jonas couldn't help laughing. The gratification on his face made him look much softer.

The way he showed up just now had attracted a lot of women's attention, and now they all looked at him.

In an instant, Jonas calmed himself down and looked at the grilled food on the table next to him. He sat at the table indifferently without any embarrassment.

He didn't feel superior to others, even though he was not used to the dining environment here.

But as long as it was given by Melinda, he would accept it all.

Maybe, this was the second test for him. Thinking of this, Jonas felt that the food that Melinda ordered wouldn't be too strange, and it was something that he usually ate, no matter it was salty or spicy, to a point that Jonas could accept.

Melinda always had a good understanding of this sort of detail about Jonas.

Jonas ate slowly. When he had barbecue, people had the feeling that he was in a western restaurant. Jonas ate all of them.

He still wasn't used to eating outside and felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, but he looked at the stall owner with expectation.

He had eaten them all and believed that the stall owner would told him that Linda have told him.

"I didn't expect you would like to eat these." The stall owner was surprised to see that Jonas had swallowed all the food on his plate.

He also misunderstood that Jonas liked such stuff.

Jonas made no explanation. He felt a little disappointed. Looking at the stall owner's appearance, he knew it was not a test.

When he returned home, there was not much time to rest. Leaning against the chair, Jonas could not help thinking what kind of test would come to him later.

But it didn't matter. No matter what happened, he would not let Linda down.

Vern had been paying close attention to Melinda's actions these days. Seeing that she had no contact with Kent, he was very gratified, but at the same time, he was a little anxious. He wondered when Melinda would be able to be with Jonas.

As her father, he could not understand why Melinda was so stubborn. But since she had been doted on by Jonas, he could not say much.

Melinda was calm, but Vern thought it was the omen of a storm.

"Jon, how are you getting on with Linda?" Vern dialed Jonas's number again. Recently, he had more contacts with his son-in-law than with Melinda.

Jonas knew that his father-in-law had always been behind him, helping him to chase after Melinda, and he was also touched.

"Dad, I've been doing well with Linda. Don't worry,"

said Jonas. After he knew the accident that Melinda and Kent were together, he cared about Melinda very much. But he would give Melinda some

. It was easy to forget things when one was pregnant, but it was not so serious as this.

"Is Miss Melinda here?" Ted looked at the bill in his hand, and called out to the crowd inside. The colleagues all looked at Melinda.

Ted breathed a sigh of relief. He went into the department and took out the takeout boxes one by one for Melinda.

"This is your takeout. Don't forget to give us a five-star high praise."

He was more professional than the deliveryman when it came to saying such words. After seeing the note on the lunch box's cover, Melinda finally knew what the takeout food was.

It was sent by Jonas, and the smell was familiar, and it seemed to be made by the servant of the Gu's mansion.

It was not easy for Jonas to buy takeout box for Melinda. In order to send a take out for her, he had asked someone to prepare it for her.

"Oh, you ordered takeout. Then I'll go downstairs now."

Her colleagues who had greeted her before said not in a very good mood. Normally, they would order meals with colleagues. However, Melinda ordered without a word and her food was so delicate.

It was understandable for people to overthink it.

However, Melinda had a rough time and was resented for no reason.

In the afternoon, Melinda was concentrating on the following draft. When her inspiration flashed, her phone rang again.

"Dad." Melinda felt a little uncomfortable. Usually, inspiration was a fleeting thing. Now that they were here, they were completely freaked out before she could catch it.

"Linda, I'm not feeling well. Can you come back now?" Vern's voice sounded very weak, as if he was trying very hard to endure pain. Hearing this, Melinda immediately panicked.

"Dad, are you all right? Don't worry. I'll be back soon."

While saying that, Melinda walked towards the leader's office in a bit of a hurry. Her father spoke ambiguously on the phone. He didn't make it clear, so Melinda felt even more anxious.