However, Jean caught Lilia back and dragged her into the kitchen.
"Have something to eat before leaving. They won't be able to get to the hospital that fast." Jean said as he sat Lilia down at the dining table.
Lilia was stunned when she saw a bowl of vegetable soup that had been warmed on the table. He stared at him for two seconds before turning to the man beside him.
"Don't you ever rest?" Lilia protested half joking.
By the time they returned to the Skyline Apartments from the hospital, it was half past eight in the morning. But at one o'clock in the afternoon, the food was still hot and the kitchen still smelled good. If Jean prepared everything, when did that man have time to rest?
Lilia bit her lip, then grabbed Jean's hand. "Sorry… I'm your wife, but you have to prepare food and clean the house. I…"
Before Lilia could finish her sentence, Jean had hugged her tightly.
