He’s a lucky man

“Thank you, Mr. Clark.” Eve heaved a sigh of relief while packing up the soup that she brought with her, ready to go back home. Before leaving, she smiled at him gently. “Do come visit me sometimes.”

“Definitely.” Leo nodded with a subtle smile. “Thank you, Mrs. Chase.”

“It’s nothing. In fact, I should be the one thanking you!” Now that Eve was satisfied, she chuckled when she saw the thermal lunch box he held. “I didn’t know you cook for yourself. You’re a fine young man.”

However, Leo merely shook his head, his response seemingly indicative of something else. “I didn’t make this. Somebody else did, and she was the one who delivered this to the office. I am merely handing this to the designated recipient.”

“Oh, then it must be someone’s wife who delivered this. He’s a lucky man.” Eve could smell the rich aroma of the soup despite the relatively short time they spent conversing with each other.

On the other hand, Leo wore a knowing smile while replying, “Yeah. He sure is a lucky man.”