When I was roused from sleep in the afternoon, Christopher was nowhere to be seen anymore. I had long gotten used to him disappearing into thin air without informing me beforehand. If it weren’t because we were acquainted, I would’ve thought he was a criminal or something.
The lavish presidential suite had been furnished with all sorts of luxurious items. While brushing my teeth, I started wondering if I had enough with me to pay for the room since I left in a hurry without my wallet last night.
It turned out those were none of my concerns because someone had settled the bill in advance. The staff brought me a brand-new set of clothes and my brunch when I woke up.
He handed over a bowl of soup and said, “Miss, please finish this before leaving.”
Upon a simple glimpse, I noticed it was the soup I had been craving for when I was kept grounded in the hospital.
I could feel my eyes started brimming with tears because of the things Christopher had done when Lyle didn’t even bother to bring me one. Can you stop flirting with me when you’re no longer around? It feels bad to feel great! I’m afraid the day to say goodbye will hurt so much because of the great memories we have!
Although it was a relatively ordinary soup, I gulped the entire bowl down within seconds. Once I finished the soup, I remarked, “Please let the chef know it’s slightly under seasoned to my likings.”
The staff responded with a smile in silence. I stopped poking my nose into their business and left once I retrieved my bag. If I had turned around for one last time, I would have seen Christopher at the entrance with the staff that had approached right next to him.
Sometime after Christopher and I got married, he then told me he was the owner of the hotel. In other words, he had personally prepared the soup for me.
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