Chapter 343: 343: Disdain

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Being able to say “I am a chef” made Cindy Clarke feel immensely proud.

However, Eleanor Ward’s mouth curved into a sneer.

“I always thought chefs were mostly men,” said Eleanor. “After all, working in a kitchen is so tough and physically demanding. Handling spoons and such, those pots are so heavy. You’re just a delicate girl, can you bear it?” “I can’t believe it, where do you work?” Eleanor asked again. “We should go there sometime and try your cooking.”

“But I heard it’s difficult to get promoted to head chef. At your age, you must still be an apprentice, right?” Eleanor shook her head. “Why would a girl like you choose a physically demanding job with so much grease?”

“And besides, being a chef is pretty much the same no matter where you go, right? Why bother coming to Belfard, with all the stress and pressure of living here? People come to Belfard to seek better opportunities, better jobs, and expand their networks. But at the same time, many give up under the heavy burden of life in Belfard and return home.”

“But a chef… I haven’t heard of anyone coming to Belfard just for that. If you were the head chef at a fancy hotel, that would be a different story, but as an apprentice, you make so little money. Can you even make ends meet in Belfard?”

“Which school did you graduate from? What did you study? How did you come up with the idea of becoming a chef?” Eleanor eagerly asked one question after another.

It sounded like the innocent questioning of a nave girl.

But, being an intern, she’d already seen all sorts of people every day.

Not just patients, but the complex interpersonal relationships between colleagues and superiors.

Even the most innocent person should have learned a bit of tact by now.

At the very least, they should know some basic manners when speaking.

Cindy glanced towards the men’s bathroom door behind Ian Morris. Morgan Zhekova hadn’t come out yet.

But, Cindy had gotten fed up and didn’t want to engage with Eleanor any longer.

Although Ian didn’t know why Cindy had chosen to become a chef, he knew that she wasn’t an ordinary chef.

At least her income now was something they couldn’t compare to, even if they became full-fledged doctors.

Feeling embarrassed, Ian tried to stop Eleanor. “Eleanor…”

But, Eleanor suddenly reached out and grabbed Ian’s arm.

Her movement was so natural, as if she’d been used to it for a long time, and had done it many times before.

Ian’s arm stiffened, and seeing Cindy’s gaze fall on his arm, he couldn’t help but awkwardly avoid her eyes.

He knew that Eleanor was fond of him.

Not only that, but his peers knew too.

Dating back to their school days, it went without saying.

Even after they were separated for hospital internships, every time they attended a get-together, his friends would always call Eleanor to come along, creating opportunities for them to be together.

In the past, Eleanor would occasionally grab him in ways that were almost intimate.

For example, holding onto his arm or snuggling up close from behind.

Not wanting to create an embarrassing scene for Eleanor or their friends, Ian refrained from saying anything.

He just hoped that when they were assigned to different hospitals.

And as work got busier, their opportunities to meet would decrease.

And he wouldn’t have to confront Eleanor directly.

But he didn’t expect that now, in front of Cindy, she would reveal it.

Embarrassed, Ian tried to pull his arm away from Eleanor’s grasp..