"Iâm sorry, Iâve troubled you." Xue Lin looked apologetic. Ever since she came here, she was bothering them. She didnât want her in-law to think that she was troublesome.
Ge Chen was sitting on the edge of the bed. He calmly said, "Donât worry. You are the young mistress of this household. No one is troubled by you. Whatever you say, the servants will listen to you. Everyone is worried about you."
"It sounds so easy when you say it like that but Iâm not used to it. I canât imagine myself as a young mistress or something like that." She thought she married a bodyguard. To think she would become a young mistress, she didnât know how to respond to it.
He gazed at her and said, "Itâs alright, you can take your time."
Xue Lin widened her eyes as she checked the time. "Itâs nearly three in the morning. You need to sleep. I canât believe I woke up at a time like this."
"Itâs fine. I canât sleep peacefully if my wife is sick." Ge Chen assured her.
"I didnât mean this to happen. I have low pressure but itâs not enough to make me faint. I was probably because I was overly emotional. I lost my control." Xue Lin sighed. Her feet touched the cold floor and it made her feel better. She dragged herself towards the sofa and sat down.
Ge Chen handed her the thermometer. "Check your temperature."n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Xue Lin tiredly shook her head. "Oh, itâs not necessary. I know my temperature is 38.5° C."
Ge Chen raised his eyebrow. "How do you know?"
She breathed slowly and replied, "itâs not the first time Iâm having a fever." She recalled something and frowned. "And... did that old geezer leave?"
Ge Chen hid his laughter and replied, "He did. My grandfather sent him to the Ge Mansion."
Xue Lin started to feel better. She smirked and said, "Great! My fever will go down in no time." She would feel disgusted if she heard that he was staying here.
Ge Chen curiously asked, "What about medicine? Your fever is high."
Xue Lin answered, "Since that guy left for good, Iâm happy. The fever came only because I was angry. Itâs not that Iâm cold."
He didnât know what to say to that. "...I see. But you have to take medicine if the fever gets worse."
"Of course, I will." Xue Lin didnât feel like talking anymore. The more she talked the more she felt that her energy was draining. She opened the lids of the dishes one by one and the wonderful smell filled the room. There was wonton soup, rice, Sichuan pork, shrimp with vermicelli and garlic, Kung Pao chicken, Peking roasted duck, water chestnut cake, and Osmanthus jelly.
Growl!
When the smell went into her nostrils, her stomach cried out for food.
All her tiredness vanished in the air. She hungrily took the chopsticks and took the rice bowl. When she put a piece of pork in her mouth, her eyes sparkled. She hadnât had such tender and juicy meat for a long time. She took her time and slowly chewed the meat. "Itâs so delicious."
Ge Chen was glad she liked the meals. "Our chef is one of the very few top chefs in China. Enjoy your meal. He prepared a feast for you, remember?"
Xue Lin remembered that he instructed the Head Butler when they entered the mansion. She politely asked, "Do you want some?" She was praying that he would say ânoâ. She didnât want to share this delicious meal with him.
Fate was on her side. He replied, "No. I have already had my dinner. Itâs not appropriate to eat in this late time."
"I see." Xue Lin nodded happily. âI need to thank him for the warm meals.â She couldnât think anymore as she filled her stomach and praised in her mind at the same time. She was so happy that she was in tears.
Ge Chen smiled as he saw her eating with delight. He couldnât believe that this girl was suffering from malnutrition. âI wish I could know about her daily life. But itâs not possible anymore. After we go to B City, I will make sure she eats five times a day.â
Once he heard that to capture oneâs heart, you need to capture their stomach.
He took his cell phone and browsed Chinese food recipes.
Xue Lin finished eating and leaned against the sofa. "It was good."
Ge Chen asked, "Do you want some warm milk?"
"No need." Xue Lin stood up and went to the balcony. The breeze felt good.
A maid came and took the bowls away. "Is there anything you need, young master?"
Ge Chen ordered, "Prepare an orange juice for the mistress."
"As you wish, young master." The maid bowed and left.
Xue Lin came inside and asked, "Why did you order orange juice for me? I donât want to bother them right now."
"You are not bothering them. The maid will introduce herself when you meet her." Ge Chen stood up and sat down on the sofa. "You should go to bed. I warmed it for you."
Xue Lin was relieved but she asked, "Where will you sleep?"
"Iâll sleep on the sofa. Sorry, I canât sleep in another room. If I do, grandfather and others will think that our marriage is fake."
"I understand." Xue Lin nodded. âIâve to get used to it sooner or later.â She went to bed and covered herself. The bed was indeed warm. And it had his smell too. She held her breath. For some reason, she started to feel embarrassed.
At that time, that maid knocked on the door and came inside with a tray. She brought a glass of orange juice. She put it down and said, "Young mistress, your juice has been served."
Xue Lin politely said, "Thank you. Sorry to trouble you."
The maid firmly denied. "Please donât apologize. Iâve been appointed as your personal maid. My name is Suzuku. Iâm from Japan. Iâll serve you twelve hours. My younger sister Sakura will serve you when Iâm off. Whatever you need, whenever it is, you have to call for us and we will help you. Right now, Iâm on duty and Iâll serve you till ten in the morning. Then my sister will serve you."