Chapter 65 Roberto Being A Doctor For Minutes

• The kettle on the gas cooker whistled and Martina hurriedly carried it out of the fire. She turned off the gas cooker and poured the boiling water into two glass bowls. One for her and the other for Roberto. She threw the raw noodles into them and stained them carefully. Roberto stood at the door and watched her cook. “So this is how you make your noodles?” He asked, and Martina turned to look at him. She smiled widely and bounced her head. “Yes, I sieve the water and then mix with it the spices afterward. Then, I decorated it with steamed Vegetables,” She explained, and he raised his brows. “Sounds delicious,” He responded, making her giggle. “Trust me, you are not going to regret it,” She assured. He nodded and walked away from the kitchen door. Martina faced what she was cooking, and went on sieving the noodles.
• She heard someone enter the kitchen again, and she turned back to see it was Vincenzo. “Hey,” She said, smiling widely. “Hi,” His response was quite cold and this got her thinking. “Are you okay?” She furrowed her brows and cleaned the water off her hand with a napkin. She walked up to him and stood in front of him, staring at his face. “Do I look unhappy?” He asked, and she bounced her head. “It is quite obvious. What’s wrong with you?” She further asked. He heaved a sigh and lowered his head. “How do I tell her I am in love with her, when she is in love with the boss, and he is in love with her too.” He thought to himself.
• “Hey…” She touched his face with her palm and jolted him out of his thoughts. “What are you thinking?” She looked very worried. Vincenzo shook his head as he gulped. “Nothing, Martina. I’m okay.” He moved back slowly, and her hand slid off his face. She stared at him and sighed loudly, “I’m not stupid, Vincenzo. Something is going on. If you don’t want to talk to me about it, it’s fine. But find someone to talk to. You are not looking okay,” She said and turned to walk away. He suddenly grabbed her hand, making her stop. She looked at his hand and then at his face. “Are you ready to talk to me now?” She asked, and he bobbed.