weddingnovel Chapter 1267 - 1262: Your Business Has Nothing to Do with Me
Chapter 1267 - 1262: Your Business Has Nothing to Do with Me
Seeing Sophia Hamilton close her eyes, Evander Lancaster also stood up, quietly walked to the bedside, turned on the wall lamp, then quietly walked to the door, turned off the overhead incandescent light, and sat back down in front of the hospital bed, his hands crossed on his lap, watching the woman on the bed whose breathing had become steady.Sensing that Sophia Hamilton had fallen asleep, he got up again, walked out of the room, and took out his phone to dial a number.
"Hyde Park Hotel? Please prepare a pot of black-bone chicken soup..."
In the hospital room, Sophia Hamilton opened her eyes, heard the voice from outside the door, and her hand tightened slightly on the pillow.
At nine in the evening, a hotel employee delivered the food Evander Lancaster ordered to the hospital.
A pot of black-bone chicken soup, with sea cucumber added, a portion of crab yolk scrambled eggs, a vegetarian dish, and two servings of rice.
After the delivery employee left, Evander Lancaster came to the bedside and gently nudged Sophia Hamilton’s arm, "Wake up and have some midnight snack; even if you’re angry with me, don’t take it out on your own body."
"I’m not hungry," Sophia Hamilton said against her will. Since hearing him make the call in the hallway and closing her eyes, the black-bone chicken soup had been lingering in her mind, steaming hot, with the aroma apparent from afar.
"I’ve already ordered food, so have a little; otherwise, it’ll go to waste."
Evander Lancaster persistently nudged Sophia Hamilton’s arm again. Given the current tension between them, he didn’t dare to simply lift her up.
"That’s your business, nothing to do with me."
Sophia Hamilton continued to coldly refuse.
Evander Lancaster sighed helplessly, turned around, and walked toward the tea table where the food was set.
Sophia Hamilton...
Suddenly, she regretted it. No matter how angry she was, she shouldn’t be hard on herself.
Her stomach was growling; she wanted to eat something, drink chicken soup, eat a drumstick...
Evander Lancaster opened the thermal container with the black-bone chicken soup, poured a bowl, adding sea cucumber and a chicken drumstick, knowing Sophia Hamilton favored meat.
Hearing footsteps approaching again, Sophia Hamilton thought to herself that if he pleaded again, she would give him some face.
Just as she was planning this, the hospital bed was adjusted upward, forcing Sophia Hamilton to lie flat and then sit semi-upright. Evander Lancaster set up the small table overhead, then brought the chicken soup and a serving of rice to her, placing the crab yolk scrambled eggs in front of her, while he sat on the sofa with a plate of sautéed greens.
Sophia Hamilton gnawed on the drumstick and ate the crab yolk scrambled eggs, occasionally glancing at the man across who was engrossed with his greens, feeling no sympathy.
He ordered the food himself, and she was merely assisting, helping him clean up. She wouldn’t have eaten if he hadn’t persistently pushed the food in front of her.
Evander Lancaster raised his eyes and, seeing Sophia Hamilton’s chicken soup was gone, put down his lunchbox and chopsticks, walked over, refilled the bowl with soup, then silently returned to the sofa to continue eating his greens.
Looking at the plain chicken soup, Sophia Hamilton was a bit displeased; there were only two sea cucumbers and not a single piece of meat. Drinking so much soup at night would surely lead to getting up overnight.
Unsatisfied, she pushed the chicken soup aside and ate the rice with crab yolk.
Though Evander Lancaster, being a doctor, knew post-miscarriage recovery required nourishment, it was so late that eating a lot of meat would be hard to digest, so he only served Sophia Hamilton chicken soup this time.
Unfortunately, the lady did not understand, so she ate her rice while occasionally glaring at him with dissatisfaction.