Chapter 130 Pollen Allergy

It was fine if Melinda was to place the food in front of her, but she have to put it far away. So she started behaving clumsily again. Several times later, Jonas couldn't stand it anymore.

Melinda was so busy that she got little sweat. It was not easy for her to get sweat in winter.

Opening the zipper of her coat, she stumbled for a while. When Melinda was in a dilemma, Jonas fetched a basket of vegetables and bamboo sticks.

"Take a seat over there and make these things into kebab. They had been washed clean."

As Jonas said, he took over the works that Melinda was doing. Holding a basket of vegetables in her arms, Melinda was somewhat dazed, and then smiled happily.

This job was the easiest. She could just sit there.

In order to have something to eat first, they prepared some cooked food and cakes, but also prepared a barbecue grill to have the barbecue. Nelson and Aron went to the river for fishing.

Queena was also moving those things. Jonas and Rey worked together, as one of them put up a barbecue grill, and the other was building a temporary stove, on which water was still boiling.

Melinda finished making the vegetable skewers and called Jonas to give her more materials. Even though Jonas said nothing, he still let her do whatever she wanted. Then he put a new batch of things in front of her.

It was a warm day and the sun was not scorching. Melinda was in a good mood. They made quick preparations, and when everything was ready, Nelson brought back some fishes.

"Jonas, I saw some flowers on the hillside over there. Go and get some with Melinda. I'll post them on the wechat moments later,"

Queena said. With surprise in Melinda's eyes, she who was sitting on the grass clumsily stood up, and Jonas pulled her with his hand.

They were still holding hands.

The flowers in the suburb were hardly unknown. Melinda picked the beautiful ones and handed them to Jonas.

The hillside was advantageous and the flowers bloomed in winter.

"This flower is beautiful. Take it."

A bunch of bright flowers were in Melinda's hand, which looked as bright as the smile on her face. Jonas reached his hand out but felt itchy on his face. All of a sudden, all the flowers fell on the ground.

"Why do you... Jonas, what's the matter?"

Melinda was about to scold Jonas that he could not even hold the flowers, but found something wrong. Rashes were all over Jonas's face and hands. He looked really awful.

"It itches."

All Jonas's attention was on Melinda, so he didn't notice the changes on his skin. He just felt itchy. Melinda was so nervous, and at this time, she didn't care about the flowers.

"Hold on. Don't scratch it."

Melinda held Jonas's hands and prevented him from scratching the red rashes on his face. Melinda grabbed his hand and quickly went back to the place where they had dinner. Queena was astounded when she saw Jonas like this.

"Maybe he is allergic. Let's go to the hospital right now."

Due to Jonas's allergy, the dinner party had to be stopped. However, no one of the family knew what kind of allergy Jonas was to, and they were worried that it was because of something else.

In the end, Queena drov

Drugged one night by her ex-boyfriend, a mysterious man took advantage of her in an ecstatic night filled with sex.

To take her revenge, she married the man, and used him.

"As long as I'm alive, I'm still his legal wife, while all of you are just his mistresses."

She remained adamant even when he was involved in scandals with other women.

Eventually she stormed off after she learned that he had betrayed her again.But life brought her back to him a few years later, to his astonishment.

d it to cool it. Seeing the bed full of documents, she reached out to sort them out. The sorted things which were classified by Melinda after a long time were destroyed in an instant.

It was too late for Jonas to stop her. Looking for Melinda in the ward, he saw her leaning against the fridge in the kitchen, looking sleepy.

Emily was totally unaware of it that Jonas needed quietness, and she kept talking and showing her concern.

The soup was already not hot. She said, "Jonas, let me feed you some soup."

She was holding a spoon and blew gently to the bowl. It looked very intimate. Jonas reached out and pushed it away with an indifferent expression.

"I'm not hungry. Put it there."

"But the soup will not taste good if it becomes cold. Jonas, just drink a little,"

Emily said in a spoiled way, and deliberately showed the red and swollen back of her hand. Thinking of that she said she cooked the soup in person, he thought she was injured because of it, so he couldn't refuse her good intentions for a while.

"Let me do it myself."

He reached out his hand, took the bowl and had a sip. Then he frowned slightly. The taste was a little heavy, which was not as taste as the soup made by Melinda.

His eyes, once again, began to search for the figure of Melinda, who was still leaning on that seat with squinted eyes, as if asleep.

Jonas began to worry whether Melinda would fall asleep and get herself hurt.

He didn't like the soup, so he just took a few sips perfunctorily and put it aside. Although Emily was a little unhappy, she didn't show it. She still took good care of Jonas with great care.

"Are you handling the company's affairs? Why are you still so busy? Let me help you. After dealing with it, you can go to bed early, OK?"

Emily looked after him like his wife. She picked up those documents and prepared to deal with them for him without any suspicion.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door again. Nelson, who followed the nurse, saw Emily sitting next to Jonas, with a file in her hand.

Nelson forgot what he was going to say to care for Jonas in an instant.