Time had stopped. Ashley hadn't expected Andrew to return so soon.
It felt like just a few seconds for her! She hadn't even had enough time to vent all her feelings.
Ashley put on a poker face, lifted her head like nothing had happened and coolly responded, "Nothing."
A delicious smell found its way to Ashley's nose. She traced it to the bowl in Andrew's hand. Her eyes lit up when she saw what was in his hand.
It was her favorite—congee with minced preserved eggs and pork.
Andrew broke into a smile when he saw her eyeing the food hungrily. "Have some of this. It will hold you up until I finish cooking," he said.
Ashley nodded and reached out to take the bowl from him. But he didn't let go of the bowl. "Let me help you," he offered instead.
Ashley thought about it. She didn't want to embarrass herself further by spilling it on the bed, so she didn't resist.
Andrew was pleased by her good behavior. He looked at her dreamily. His usually cold, unreadable, emotionless expression was gone.
"Are you feeling better?" he asked.
Ashley looked up from the bowl with her mouth full of food. She looked just like a little hamster.
She looked puzzled. 'Why is he interrupting me when I am famished?' she thought.
Andrew couldn't help but poke her bulging cheeks.
Ashley frowned. She glared at him to show her dissatisfaction.
She chewed faster. After she had swallowed the last bit of food in her mouth, she spoke. "What did you say?" she asked.
"Are you feeling better?" Andrew repeated. He looked at Ashley like she was his whole world.
She nodded. But Andrew's eyes were still on her. She suddenly realized he was asking if she was feeling better down there. She blushed and quickly shook her head.
Andrew couldn't hold it any longer. He burst out laughing and said, "I really couldn't tell if you're feeling better or not. I am going to ask you again. Are you feeling better?"
Ashley looked him with puppy dog eyes. "No. It hurts," she mumbled.
Andrew rubbed her head and pursed his lips. "I promise it won't happen again. I will be very careful next time."
Their first time had happened under the influence of drugs. Andrew vaguely knew what was going on, but he blamed his indiscretion on the drugs. It had been a long time since that night. Andrew really thought he had better control last night. If he had unleashed himself on her, she would barely be able to stand.
If Ashley found out what was on his mind, she would probably pass out.
Ashley suddenly coughed. Andrew's words had made her choke. Tears were pooling in her eyes. She shot him a warning look. There was no way she was going to let him do this next time.
Andrew completely understood her, even though she didn't say a single word.
Ignoring her warning, he wiped the food on the corner of her mouth and said, "Slow down. It's all yours."
He made it sound like she choked because she was eating too fast. This was absolutely untrue.
"Oh my God! I forgot to tell Ellie that I am taking the day off," she said suddenly. She started to look for her phone on the bed.
Andrew put the spoon in the bowl and held her hand. "Calm down. I already told her," he said.
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