When Gwen woke up again, she looked at her unfamiliar surroundings in a bit of a trance.
Ulric sat in the shadow of the light and watched Gwen when she was staring blankly at the ceiling.
At this point, Gwen removed her defenses and became a cat that had put away its sharp claws, harmless and cute.
Ulric watched her with rapt attention.
Gwen turned her head and saw Ulric sitting in a chair. She looked at him steadily for a moment, as if she needed to talk for a long time to recognize him.
Ulric got up and filled a bowl with hot soup from a thermos. He stirred the soup for a few seconds with a spoon as he said, "I had a chef from China last month. He makes great soup."
Ulric scoops the soup and brings it to Gwen.
Gwen pauses for a moment.
Ulric is taking care of her like a boyfriend. His tone was gentle, but his actions were so dominant that she could not refuse.
