After Jean returned, Sister i imdiately said goodbye to go ho. The middle-aged woman also brought the fruit basket Chris brought this afternoon. Of course, it was Jean who asked Sister i to do that.
Right now, only Lilia and Jean were left in that room. Lilia sat on the sofa unpacking the shopping bag while her husband ate dinner without saying anything.
There were many items in that shopping bag. Makeup cleansers, cleansing creams, toners, facial moisturizers, masks… and much more. It seed like Jean bought every item he could find because he didn't know what Lilia used. A chuckle escaped her mouth, startling herself.
Lilia turned to Jean and their gazes t. The man looked as shocked as Lilia.
"Jean, did you go to buy all this?" Lilia asked to confirm her guess.
"… Yes, after I finish my business." Jean emphasized the word 'business'. His stubborn attitude made Lilia smile wide open.
Then Lilia opened the other bag, and found a set of navy blue pajamas and a new set of underwear. Lilia's face imdiately turned red as she held the underwear. How did Jean know her size?!
Lilia took several deep breaths to calm herself down. She carefully placed the pajamas and underwear back into the bag before closing them.
Then Lilia asked Jean, "Um… about pajamas and c-clothes… why did you buy it? There are still lots of clothes that I haven't tried on."
Jean didn't answer imdiately, but Lilia could see excitent coloring his eyes. Lilia felt embarrassed and hurriedly looked away. She couldn't stop imagining the fourth son of the Widjaya Family buying underwear for her. The woman was touched and also tickled.
*****
That night, Lilia shared the bed with Jean as usual. The hospital bed was wide enough for the two of them.
Lilia, who was lying with her back to Jean, slowly opened her eyes. Ever since she opened the shopping bag, Lilia had beco too restless to sleep. She strained her ears and listened to Jean's steady breathing.
After Lilia was sure that Jean was fast asleep, she slowly took out her cell phone from under her pillow. Then Lilia opened a search engine and typed "How to get my husband's attention?"
There were various types of websites that appeared, but none of them gave the answer Lilia was looking for.
She thought about it for a mont before changing her question to 'How do I seduce my husband?'
This ti, Lilia found the answer she was looking for. The woman read the contents excitedly. Lilia was so focused that she didn't notice as Jean was silently peeking out from behind her back.
*****
When Lilia was looking for ways to seduce Jean, rry was also racking her brains and thinking of ways to make Chris want to help her.
rry wanted Chris to replace her and deliver breakfast to Lilia tomorrow morning. She knew that she couldn't show up at the hospital— it was too dangerous for her. Even though Jean had not seen her earlier, it did not guarantee that rry would escape him tomorrow. The young woman wanted to ask Clifford for help, but the man turned off his cell phone and could not be reached.
At that ti, rry was sitting beside the living room table staring blankly at the television. The 9 o'clock news was showing. rry scratched behind the ear of her beloved cat, Tiger, while stealing glances at Chris. The man relaxed on rry's sofa, placing his feet on the living room table. A pair of pink house slippers and a bunny shape adorned the man's feet.
"Brother Chris, are you willing to help or not?" rry urged once again.
Chris glanced at rry while maintaining a flat expression. He tried to appear disinterested in her offer.
"What can you offer in compensation?" Chris replied.
The man took a sip of the instant tea that rry brewed with great pleasure, as if it was the most delicious tea he had ever drank. Chris realized that over ti he beca more and more like Jean, but he refused to admit it.
On television, the news about the assault on a popular model this afternoon was being replayed. However, rry did not pay attention to the television screen. The young woman looked at Chris with a pitiful face.
"Brother Chris…" rry put her cat on the floor before shifting her chair to the side of the sofa, "Can you help deliver breakfast for Sis Lilia? Brother Jean must be in the hospital tomorrow morning. I'll be caught if I go there!"
Chris glanced at the young woman. His expression looked like he was in deep thought, but the corners of his mouth lifted into a faint smile. The man enjoyed seeing rry's pitiful gaze.
Chris took another sip of tea before settling into his seat. He lowered his feet from the table while supporting his chin with one hand. The man then smiled broadly and asked, "So you want to deliver breakfast in exchange for you?"
rry nodded vigorously, "Yes! Brother Chris is willing, right?" She had a big hope in him.
Chris sighed. He hadn't even given an answer yet! rry seed eager for Chris to do this. He looked at the young woman while frowning. Could it be that Jean really didn't know that rry was working as Lilia's personal assistant? To be honest, Chris couldn't believe it. Jean was a very cautious and overprotective person. There was no way that man wouldn't know who his wife's assistant was!
However, Chris was unable to convey his suspicions to rry. The woman's eyes shone with hope, which made Chris not have the heart to refuse her request. The man was irritated with himself. Since when had he beco so weak to rry's request?!
Chris decided to channel his frustration to rry. He put down her teacup and said, "I don't mind doing that."
rry's face suddenly turned bright like the sun that appeared after the rain.
"But…" Chris continued.
"But what?"
rry's smile vanished and she inched away from Chris. rry looked at the man anxiously. Chris's expression showed that he was planning sothing bad!
Chris felt hurt by rry's overt suspicion. How bad was his image in that woman's mind?!
"Brother Chris, what do you want?" rry insisted.
The man gave her a cold look before answering, "Cook sothing for . I'm hungry!"
rry was so startled that she almost fell off her chair. She hurriedly grabbed the arm of the sofa and fixed her sitting position.
"B-Brother Chris, are you serious?!" rry asked in disbelief, "I can't cook!"
In all her life, rry never touched cooking utensils. Never mind cooking, she didn't even know what to put in, oil first or egg first when frying eggs! There's no way rry could cook sothing for Chris!
But Chris refused to listen to rry's protests. The man relaxed his arms as he threatened, "If you don't want to do that, let's just pretend our agreent is canceled!"
rry looked at Chris with teary eyes, but the man was deliberately stubborn. Finally, rry gave up and rubbed her eyes. She then asked, "Then, what would you like to eat, Brother Chris?"
She secretly regretted asking Chris to help her drop off Lilia's breakfast. rry had decided to try calling Clifford again later. At least, Clifford still made more sense than this man!
Chris grinned when he saw rry stop protesting. He lifted his teacup back and took a sip before replying, "It's up to you. You know what my favorite food is, right?"
rry was stunned to hear that. She was desperately racking her brains and trying to rember what the man's favorite food was. But not a single answer popped into her head. rry then looked away and answered in a low voice, "Um… I don't know…"
Chris choked on his tea and coughed violently while glaring at rry. Did this woman try to test his patience?!
******
rry walked unsteadily into the kitchen. This was the first ti rry had entered the kitchen for cooking. Usually, she was only there to pick up or store things in the refrigerator.
Chris was standing in the kitchen's doorway as he watched rry touch the cooking utensils. The woman hesitated to use them, as if those utensils might bite. All the equipnt looked new and had never been used. But Chris didn't really think about it. He turned around, then returned to the living room.
Ten minutes later…
"Ah! Brother Chris, help! Fire… the kitchen is on fire!"
Chris dropped his teacup when he heard rry's scream from the kitchen. The cup luckily didn't break, but the tea spilled his pants.. The man cursed himself for not listening to rry earlier. He must be crazy for telling such an amateur to cook for him!
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