Sophia’s temperature was normal, and her blood pressure was fine, so the doctor said that she might have been too exhausted recently. Then, John remembered that he came over in the middle of the previous night and gave her a fright. She probably didn’t sleep well for the rest of the night, so this is all my fault.
Sophia was indeed feeling tired, so when she got back to her room, she climbed back into bed after a moment’s deliberation. “I don’t feel like eating now. You may leave. I’ll just rest for a while before going down and cooking myself something when I’m hungry.”
How could I possibly leave when she’s in such a condition? Walking over, he sat down on the edge of the bed. “Go ahead and sleep. I’ll keep watch here.”
Upon hearing this, Sophia scoffed. What’s there to keep watch of? At present, no one else would enter this house besides him! However, she wasn’t in the mood to bicker with him, so she turned over and dozed off groggily.
After contemplating it for some time, John lay down beside her. Sophia wasn’t the only one who hadn’t gotten much rest last night, for he himself didn’t sleep well. Since he harbored secrets, his sleep was naturally fitful. A few heartbeats later, he slowly hugged her from the back and drifted off as well. As the atmosphere was too peaceful and the air too tranquil, the two of them slumbered until dusk fell.
John was the first to rouse when the sky outside was already slightly dark. Glancing at the time, he then hurried downstairs. The soup had long gone cold, so he reheated it. Just when he’d turned off the stove, the cell phone in his pocket rang. Fishing it out, he checked the caller ID before answering the call. “What do you have to report?”
It was a woman’s voice on the other end, sounding very much coquettish. “Are you busy, Mr. Constance?” John said nothing, so she continued, “There’s nary a problem. Several days have passed, but I haven’t noticed anything amiss.”
John gave it some thought before replying, “Just wait. Since they’re so imperturbable, we must be patient as well.”
At this, a sigh came from the other end of the phone. “It’s just a bit of a torture since I loathe waiting.”
Taking a bowl, John scooped some soup which he made by following the instructions on the Internet step by step. He then tried some himself. It’s not exactly gourmet, but it doesn't taste awful either. I suppose it’s good for my first attempt. I just hope it passes muster with Sophia.
The woman probably heard the clinking sounds from John’s end, for she then giggled. “You’re in the kitchen, Mr. Constance?” When John remained mum, she sighed. “I wonder who the lucky woman is.”
At this point, John became a tad impatient. “I’m hanging up if there’s nothing from you. I’m busy over here.”
Sensing his irritation, the woman on the other end hurriedly tittered. “Alright, alright, got it. I’ll go and toil for you right away.”
John hung up without a word. Then, he carried the bowl of soup upstairs. This time, Sophia had truly gotten her fill of sleep, for her mind was much clearer than before when she sat up. Stretching, she remarked, “I might have been too fatigued lately, which is why I’m suffering from sleep deprivation, leading to my body protesting by shutting down.”
John placed the soup on the bedside table. Wetting a towel, he then wiped Sophia’s face and hands, treating her like a princess. Sophia didn’t refuse either, merely staring at him as he served her presently. “Who taught you this?”
John chuckled. “How is it? Are you satisfied?”
Looking at him thoughtfully, Sophia answered, “Not bad. If you apply for a job with such skills, you might even earn some tips.”
When John was done, he spun around and went to the bathroom to hang up the towel. “Apply for a job? I’m only this tender with you. If it were someone else, I wouldn’t even bother.”
Sophia said nothing further. After all, she was currently famished since she’d only eaten a few dumplings earlier. Having eaten nothing till dusk, she was feeling really weak. John quickly brought the soup to her. “Don’t tire yourself out. Look what a scare you gave me today.”
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