"Hmm?"
Upon hearing his last remarks, Zoey knitted her brows together as she tilted her head to the side. She blinked her eyes ever so slowly, bearing question marks beneath them.
"Nothing," Matthew shook his head sideways.
The side of his lips curled into a subtle smile. He reached over her head and patted it gently with a soft smile on his lips.
"It's not important now." He whispered.
"Yes," Zoey nodded, a smile slowly resurfacing on her lips. She was still puzzled by his remarks.
She didn't dwell on it, though.
"Right! You haven't eaten anything! I'll get something for you to eat! Wait for me here! Paul must have instructed the chefs to make something for you!" Zoey exclaimed as she clasped her hand together and hopped out of the bed in urgency. "I'll be back very quick!"
She remarked, turning her head back to him before she rushed outside the room to get what he needed.
