Leo Vance NovelEat with Me, Love with Me

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I was hired to treat the young master of the Vance family for his eating disorder because I have a huge appetite.
The first time we met, he had just fought with his little girlfriend, getting so angry he hadnt eaten all day.
Bullet comments flashed quickly:
[Here she comes the side chick is trying to seduce the male lead.]
[Can the side chick just know her place? Even after a fight, our male lead only loves the female lead, okay?]
I got scared by the bullet comments.
After a while, I silently handed him the apple I was holding and mumbled,
"Um do you want some?"
Led by a servant, I arrived at the door of the young Vance masters bedroom.
Loud smashing sounds came from inside.
It was said that the young master had fought with his girlfriend again.
Leo Vance always had a terrible temper and did whatever he wanted only his little girlfriend could somewhat keep him in check.
Their argument had triggered his eating disorder again.
Leo locked himself in his room and hadnt eaten for a whole day.
The doctor suggested finding someone who loved eating to have meals in front of him to stimulate his appetite.
So Mrs Vance found me.
I was the best eater in our town four meals a day, and I enjoyed everything I ate.
Mrs Vance said she hired me to perform eating and would also pay for my grandmas medical treatment, so I came.
Right then, I was still tightly clutching those apples a servant had handed me.
Hearing the noise inside, the servant pushed me forward and said,
"You go in by yourself. I have things to do."
As soon as she left, I eagerly peeled one of the apple and took a big bite.
The sweet, tender flesh burst in my mouth.
The rich really knew how to live! Even their fruit tasted better!
While munching, I pushed the door open.
The room was a mess.
Leo had sharp, fierce eyebrows and looked furious.
Hearing the noise, he turned to glare at me irritably.
For a moment, we stared at each other.
At the same time, bullet comments appeared in the air:
[Here she comes the side chick is trying to seduce the male lead.]
[Can the side chick just know her place? Even after a fight, our male lead only loves the female lead, okay?]
[If the side chick dares to have any sneaky intentions, shell be thrown out onto the streets to beg for food!]
I stared blankly at the bullet comments in fear.
Leo, seeing I wasnt speaking, grew more impatient.
He clicked his tongue, glanced at my juice-stained lips, then at the apple in my hand.
Since he stared for a bit too long, I thought he wanted some.
So, trembling, I reluctantly offered him my beloved apple.
With my mouth still full, I weakly mumbled,
"Um do you want some?"
Leo frowned and said coldly,
"Get out."
I quietly took back the apple, "Okay."

That night, Leo still didnt come out to eat.
I thought I was probably going to get fired soon.
After all, it seemed like Leo wasnt accepting me as part of his treatment for eating disorder.
In the middle of the night, lying in the guest room, I grew more and more anxious.
So anxious that my stomach started growling.
Since I didnt get a chance to perform eating, I only had one apple that night and was already starving.
I couldnt resist getting out of bed and sneaking into the kitchen.
After checking the ingredients in the fridge, I decided to make myself some spaghetti.
Halfway through, I thought about it and added some grilled chicken.
And for a balanced diet, I also tossed in some onions.
Finally, a large plate of fragrant spaghetti was ready.
The sauce was rich, the pasta smooth and chewy, the onions fresh.
I crouched in the kitchen, eating happily.
Right in the middle of my feast, I heard a noise outside.
Startled, I met Leos unreadable eyes.
Three minutes later.
A soft light turned on in the dining room.
I sat at the table eating spaghetti while Leo quietly watched me.
At first, being stared at so intently felt a bit uncomfortable.
But once the pasta was in my mouth, I couldnt care about anything except for the delicious food.
I was about to get a second plate when Leo finally spoke, sounding puzzled,
"Is it that good?"
My cheeks were stuffed, so I couldnt speak.
I just widened my eyes and nodded vigorously!
Leo let out what sounded like a laugh.
"Why are you so silly."
He casually ordered me,
"Then go get me a plate."
My eyes lit up happily. Still chewing, I kept nodding.
Good thing Id made enough for three plates.
I could usually eat three plates myself, but since this was part of the job, I could share one with Leo.
The spaghetti were now a bit soft but had absorbed the sauce well.
I handed him a fork, "Try it, its really good!"
Leo, true to his rich upbringing, ate elegantly.
After he took a bite, I forgot about my own food and asked urgently,
"How is it?"
Leo didnt answer, just said, "Keep eating."
"Okay." I eagerly picked up my fork and continued devouring the pasta.
When I finished, I noticed Leo had already eaten more than half of his.
Bullet comments were stunned:
[Wait, male lead, what about your eating disorder? Werent you supposed to feel sick at the sight of food? How did you just eat half a plate??]
[But honestly, I kinda want it too This is making me hungry in the middle of the night.]
[The side chick eats so happily, its making me drool LOL.]

After that night, I officially stayed at the Vance house.
Leos eating disorder had caused serious stomach problems.
Mrs Vance said shed pay me a thousand dollars for every meal I got him to eat.
If he ate more fruit or cake, shed add another thousand.
So I followed Leo around, trying to coax him into eating.
Slowly, Leo started eating something more.
Mrs Vance was thrilled. She even helped transfer me to Leos school so I could keep an eye on his meals there.
One day, as usual, I placed a sweet mango mousse cake on his desk before hurrying back to my own class.
From what Id observed over the past few days, Leo tended to eat more when it involved mango.
After class, I eagerly went to find him to see if hed eaten it.
But when I reached his classroom, chaos had broken out.
Leos girlfriend was clutching her chest, struggling to breathe, with red rashes all over her arms.
Leo asked urgently, "Laura, what happened?"
Tears in her eyes, Laura pointed at me,
"Emma said I could have some so I ate it."
"But she hid mango in it, which Im allergic to!"
The bullet comments exploded:
[I knew the side chick couldnt resist causing trouble. See, she finally showed her true colors.]
[She deliberately gave the female lead mango to trigger her allergy!]
[Oh no, the female lead looks like shes in so much pain The male lead must be heartbroken.]
I picked up the half-eaten cake and explained anxiously,
"I clearly told you this was mango cake!"
She had asked if she could have some, and without thinking much, I said only if Leo agreed and I mentioned it was mango cake.
But Laura wouldnt listen. She whined to Leo,
"I didnt hear her say that! Leo, Im in so much pain"
I frowned,
"How could you not have heard? We can check the surveillance "
Honestly, Lauras accusation was poorly constructed.
Just checking the surveillance or asking others present would prove my innocence.
I looked at Leo hopefully, wanting him to believe me.
But Laura was clutching her chest, pale-faced, tears streaming from her eyes.
Leo couldnt care about anything else. He held Laura affectionately in his arms.
Before I could say more, he lost patience and swatted the cake box out of my hand.
The delicate cake fell to the ground, covered in dust.
"Enough. Laura is straightforward why would she lie? Stop making excuses."
Then he protectively took Laura to the hospital.
I watched them leave, feeling a surge of grievance.
Not because I was wrongly accused.
But because I thought
Dammit, I just lost a thousand dollars!

I quietly calculated how many more meals I needed to get Leo to eat to cover Grandmas surgery.
The answer was at least seventy.
Luckily, Lauras allergic reaction was treated in time and didnt cause serious issues.
So after giving me the cold shoulder for three days, Leo talked to me again.
He called me around 9 PM, his tone lazy and casual,
"Hey, silly, go buy me chocolate cake from Westborough. Hurry."
The shop closed at 10 PM. I had to go across the city to Westborough in an hour.
But hearing there was money to be made, my eyes lit up,
"Okay, wait a bit. Ill go buy them now."
The next second, I heard background laughter from his end,
"Dude, where did you find this little nanny? Shes so obedient."
"She talks so softly sounds like shes babying you."
Leo seemed to be in a good mood.
"Go, Emma. Hurry up."
After buying the cake and arriving at the location Leo gave me, it was past 10 PM.
The bleak wind blew there no shops around, no KTV.
I stood confused on the empty street under flickering streetlights.
I called Leo three times all went to voicemail.
I crouched under a streetlight and waited. Eventually, I couldnt resist sneaking a piece of cake.
On the fifth call, he still didnt pick up.
Chewing the cake, I sadly realized Leo had tricked me.
I didnt know how long I waited my legs went numb.
Leo finally called me back.
"Lauras still upset because of the allergy incident. She holds grudges."
"Emma, this is just a lesson for you. Remember it next time."
On the other end, Laura protested, "I do not hold grudges!"
Leo laughed softly, "Alright, alright, you dont."
Then he said to me, "I sent you the new address. Come quickly."
I wiped my face.
Well, at least Leo was still willing to eat.
Otherwise, tonight wouldve been a total waste.

When I reached the private room door, laughter spilled out from inside.
Entering the room, I saw Laura plant a kiss on Leos cheek. Everyone was teasing.
The bullet comments went wild:
[So pure and adorable! The female lead gets so shy just from a kiss.]
[Kinda feels like she did it on purpose so the side chick would see low-key claiming her territory. So cute!]
[Bet the side chick doesnt know the chocolate cake were actually for the female lead.]
[LOL, all that simping for nothing.]
Laura, blushing after the kiss, walked over to me.
She naturally took the cake.
"Thanks for buying these for me!"
She took a bite, then fed one to Leo.
"You try one too, Leo."
Leo frowned and avoided it.
"Im not hungry. You have it."
"Fine." Laura lost interest, "I dont want it either."
She casually tossed the remaining cake aside.
I didnt cry when I had to go to Westborough late at night.
I didnt cry when I crouched on a dark street for half an hour.
But now, learning Leo didnt even want to eat, my world collapsed.
All the events of the night piled up, and I couldnt hold back my eyes reddened.
Desperate, I picked up a piece of cake,
"Leo, are you sure you dont want to try?"
His friends laughed,
"Dude, your nannys too sweet."
"You said you wanted chocolate cake, and shes been fixated on it all night."
"Come on, just take a bite. She looks like shes about to cry."
Leo seemed to cheer up a bit. The cake that seemed disgusting earlier now felt more acceptable.
Smirking, he finally took the cake and slowly ate it.

Leaving the room, I walked to a nearby restaurant.
I tearfully ordered a large size hamburger.
Back at the mansion, I wiped my tears while munching on the burger.
The butler let me in in shock.
"Why are you crying over a burger? Was it that good?"
Clutching the burger, I sobbed and couldnt help complaining,
"So many chocolate cake went to waste."
"He didnt even want them He was just messing with me"
The butler understood. He sighed and led me into the living room.
There was a stranger sitting in the living room.
He wore a tailored suit and, hearing our conversation, looked over with calm, deep eyes behind gold-rimmed glasses.
The butler quickly introduced me,
"Young Master, this is the person Mrs Vance hired to treat Leos eating disorder."
I felt awkward badmouthing Leo in front of his brother, so I softly said,
"H-Hello."
The man just glanced at me mildly and nodded.
The butler said,
"A burger might not be enough. What else do you want? Ill make it for you."
I blinked, "I want BBQ ribs!"
Soon, the ribs were served.
My appetite returned, and I dug in.
But soon, I felt that probing gaze from the living room on me.
A moment later, the man walked over.
He didnt speak, just watched me eat.
My cheeks full, I couldnt talk, so I looked at him questioningly.
After a while, he finally said,
"What rates did my mother offer you?"
I swallowed and answered honestly,
"A thousand dollars per meal Leo eats."
He seemed to chuckle, then asked,
"Would you mind taking on additional work?"
"Remind me to eat on time and keep me company during meals."
"How about ten thousand per meal?"
I stared, wide-eyed, almost choking.
His fingers twitched, and he couldnt resist gently pinching my cheek.
Seeing I wasnt speaking, he added,
"Too low? Twenty thousand?"
"Sorry I just couldnt help it. You eat so delightfully."
He said it in peace as if he was discussing a business deal,
"I dont have eating disorder. Ill eat whatever you bring, and I wont make you cry Deal?"
I stopped chewing, stunned.
Finally, I widened my eyes and asked, "Really?"
He nodded, "I dont lie."