Genius Child: CEO & His Private Chef

Genius Child: CEO & His Private Chef
CHAPTERS 112. Rossy's Room


***Wijaya Company***


Venice was curious about what things should be prepared and gave it to Pak Kuncoro to be stored in the trunk of the car.


When he opened the map and saw Jackson's handwriting, the Venetians were shocked and distrustful of his vision.


Venice quickly opened the second, third, and so on pages that were inside the map.


Not to lose Venice's shock, the phone on his desk rang again. Venice picked up the phone immediately.


"Yes Mr. Jackson" said the Venetian.


"To the office right now!" jackson's orders.


"Well Mr. Jackson," replied the Venetian.


***


Inside the office space, Jackson took out his personal credit card and handed it over to Venice.


"Everything is bought with this credit card" Jackson said.


"Well Mr. Jackson," the Venetian replied while accepting a credit card from Jackson's hand.


Moments later Venice performed the task given by Jackson well. Two large paper bags are in the trunk of the Land Rover Range Rover Velar car in black.


 ***Mansion Wijaya***


In the afternoon Rossy managed to force himself to the kitchen of the Wijaya Mansion to prepare dinner Kelvin and Jackson while enduring the pain in his stomach.


Rossy gave a food-heating thermos to Mr. Lesmana after finishing cooking.


"Pak Lesmana's. It's dinner for young lord Chandra. Please deliver it to Healing Hands Hospital yes," Rossy asked in a small, low-powered voice.


"Well Miss Rossy. Miss Rossy looks pale. Is it necessary to call a doctor to check on Miss Rossy?" ask Mr. Lesmana with a worried tone.


"No need Mr. Lesmana. I can recover with a complete rest. Mr. Jackson's dinner I've prepared in the kitchen. I'm asking permission to take a quick break and to apologize to Mr. Jackson for not being able to prepare suppers later that night" Rossy replied.


"All right, Miss Rossy. I hope Miss Rossy recovers soon" Lesmana said.


"Thank you Mr. Lesmana" Rossy said and walked slowly to his bedroom.


Mr. Lesmana drove dinner to Healing Hands Hospital using a blue avanza driven by Mr. Benjamin.


***


At seven o'clock the black Land Rover Range Rover Velar stopped in front of the Wijaya Mansion.


As usual Mr. Kuncoro helped get Jackson to sit in a wheelchair and pushed him into the Wijaya Mansion.


Simultaneously the blue avanza car also stopped behind the black Land Rover Range Rover Velar car.


Mr. Lesmana rushed after Jackson and took over the wheelchair that was being pushed by Mr. Kuncoro.


"Good night Mr. Jackson" said Mr. Lesmana.


Jackson answered with a nod of his head. Jackson knew Mr. Lesmana had gone to deliver dinner for his son.


"Where's Rossy?" ask Jackson.


"Miss Rossy is resting in her room and asking permission not to prepare suppers later tonight. Mr. Jackson's dinner has been prepared by Miss Rossy earlier," replied Mr. Lesmana.


Hearing Mr. Lesmana's words, Jackson pensively.


"Did his stomach ache get worse?" heart of Jackson.


From the article sent by Felix, Jackson knew that normal stomach cramps that occur in one woman's menstrual cycle can occur for two to three days so Jackson is very worried about Rossy's current state.


Mr. Lesmana pushed Jackson's wheelchair into the dining room. Then heat up Rossy's cooking and serve it on the dining table.


Moments later, Mr. Kuncoro brought two large paper bags prepared by Venice this afternoon to the dining room.


"Mr Jackson. This is the Venetian lady's handbag this afternoon" said Mr. Kuncoro.


Jackson received both paper bags and placed them on the dining table.


Tonight Jackson had no appetite and simply stirred the white rice that was on his plate without taking any cooking.


Now Jackson can already eat food in five spoon feeds. His body could slowly receive more food intake.


Jackson misses Rossy's presence in the dining room today. The young woman was always eager to explain the cuisine she prepared every day to Jackson.


Jackson wants to hear Rossy's voice explain the cuisine tonight.


"Pak Lesmana's. I don't taste dinner tonight. I want to get to the workspace right now" Jackson said.


"Well Mr. Jackson," said Mr. Lesmana.


When Mr. Lesmana wanted to push Jackson's wheelchair, Jackson's hand quickly grabbed two paper bags on the dining table and placed them on his lap.


Mr. Lesmana thought both paper bags contained items related to Jackson's work so he did not ask Jackson.


Arriving at the workspace, Jackson asked Mr. Lesmana to leave him alone.


Jackson is worried about Rossy's circumstances and wants to meet with Rossy to see how things are going. Using the excuse of delivering two paper bags that are in his lap.


Rossy's bedroom is on the second floor. Just like Jackson's workspace and bedroom on the second floor as well. It's just that Rossy's bedroom is at the very end.


***Rossy Hartono bedroom***


Rossy curled her body over the bed while holding her very sick stomach.


Rossy's forehead was sweating from enduring the pain. Rossy couldn't sleep well at all.


"Rossy Hartono!"


There was a knock on the bedroom door with a familiar male voice in Rossy's ear. Jackson's Voice.


"Mr Jackson? Why did he come looking for me?" rossy's heart.


Rossy accidentally does not answer Jackson's call in the hope that Jackson thinks he is asleep and will leave.


Jackson knocks on the door and calls Rossy's name repeatedly. Because Rossy did not reply at all from the room made Jackson more worried.


"Rossy. I'm in now!" said Jackson.


Jackson is worried that Rossy has locked the door to his room, but Jackson cannot prevent his desire to enter seeing Rossy's state.


Rossy's door opened easily. Rossy realized that she had forgotten to lock the door because she was focusing on her stomach pain.


Rossy who was on the bed panicked and quickly pulled the blanket over her entire face and body.


Rossy had already removed the ugly make up on her face so that it wouldn't let Jackson see her real face now.


Jackson moved his wheelchair closer to Rossy's bed.


Jackson placed both paper bags on the nightstand beside Rossy's bed. Then Jackson looked at the blanket covering Rossy's entire body intently.


"Rossy. Is your stomach still hurting?" jackson asked in a soft voice.


"Yes. It still hurts" Rossy replied in a brief and small voice.


"I'll call the doctor to check on you" Jackson said.


"No need for Mr. Jackson. I'll recover after sleeping all night" Rossy quickly refused.


"Hurry away. I felt tight in the blanket" said Rossy's little heart.


Suddenly Rossy felt the edge of the blanket pulled by Jackson so Rossy increasingly panicked and held tightly to the blanket so as not to be released.


"Mr Jackson. Why are you pulling my blanket?" rossy asked in annoyance from inside the blanket.


Rossy did not understand Jackson's intention of nightly coming to his bedroom and pulling his blanket.


Rossy was worried that Jackson had suspected his identity so came to check on him.


"You'll have trouble breathing in the blanket. Open the blanket" Jackson replied


"I'm.I've been wearing nightgowns and. Mr Jackson wants to take responsibility if he sees it?" rossy said quickly.


Rossy desperately wanted to smash his head against the wall and fainted instantly from saying such a shameful thing. However, Rossy's words managed to make Jackson Wijaya pull back his hand which was at the end of the blanket.


Rossy was relieved that Jackson was afraid of his threat. The atmosphere of the room became quiet and quiet.


"Come on. Go awayl. Leave my room immediately" said Rossy.


Moments later, there was still no sound of Jackson's wheelchair leaving his room.


"Rossy. "


Jackson called his name again.


"Yes" Rossy replied confusedly from inside the blanket.


"So much love that you want me to take responsibility? " asked Jackson in a soft voice.


"What?" Rossy shouted spontaneously.


***


Good night readers.


This chapter has been author to make longer and greatly drain the author's brain 🤣🤣🤣😅.


The author will continue the story tomorrow. Still the same koq, try two chapters as well.


Author could not three chapters yes 🤣🤣🤣 head is hot and eyes have started to blur .Swears.


Tomorrow there will be a sweet romance.


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AUTHOR: LYTIE