PRESENT TIME
Soon, Zoey came back with a three tray trolley. She had a bright grin plastered on her lips as she pushed the cart full of food.
"I'm back~!" She exclaimed sweetly.
Zoey continued to push the trolley until she reached beside the bed. She turned her head to Matthew's figure. He was resting his back against the bed's headboard, staring back at her with a subtle smile.
"You brought… quite a lot." He muttered as he slowly shifted his gaze towards the three tray trolley.
Each tray was filled with small plates and bowls for a full-course meal. Matthew wondered if Zoey was supervised while preparing the food.
Although Matthew was certain the food was cooked by the resident chefs, they wouldn't prepare too much food especially for him. Why? Because Matthew wouldn't eat everything and he preferred not to waste food.
"You need to replenish your energy! Eat so you can live!" Zoey exclaimed as she started preparing the food for him. "You haven't eaten anything solid for the past six days. So, you have to eat!"
Zoey perched on the side of the bed. She transferred the soup and other side dishes on the overbed table
Slowly, the side of her lips curled into a smile as she raised her head. Her gaze fixed on his stoic countenance. Despite his cold front, her heart was filled with warmth as she couldn't believe he was awake
"I will eat." Matthew muttered. "To replenish my energy."
When he dropped his last remarks, Matthew reached his hand towards the spoon. However, Zoey suddenly slapped it lightly.
"Let me," Zoey declared. "I will nurse you back to health~!"
Upon saying such cheerful note, Zoey's eyes sparkled as she reached for the spoon. Her energy was overwhelming and one would wonder where she was getting such an unlimited supply from.
With that being said, Zoey blew air on the soup on the spoon. "Say ahh…"
She moved the spoon in front of his lips as she opened her mouth at the same time. Matthew stared at her for a second, blinking his eyes ever so slowly.
"I am not paralyzed, but this will do." Matthew whispered as he leaned forward and ate the soup. He wanted to tease her, but since he just woke up, he didn't want to stress her out.
Zoey smiled wider upon seeing him eat. So, she continued to feed him in silence. She didn't disturb his meal and the harmony enveloping them.
She was satisfied with just this; she's just determined to nurse him back to health. That's the goal and Matthew being surprisingly submissive made her feel truly happy.
Once he had consumed half of the soup, Zoey offered him a glass of water which he accepted in silence.
"It's good, isn't?" She asked. "You should finish everything --"
Before she could finish her sentence, Zoey fell silent as her stomach rumbled loudly. Matthew knitted his brows together as he darted his gaze from her face to her stomach.
"You haven't been eating?" He queried as a frown resurfaced on his lips.
The doctor told him he had been asleep for six days. Does that mean she wasn't eating well during that time?
"Er… I will eat later," Zoey scratched the back of her head. "You don't have to worry about others for now." She added as she awkwardly smiled.
Yet, Matthew's expression didn't change. Her reason didn't please him as he locked his gaze with her.
"How can you nurse me back to health if you're unhealthy yourself?" Matthew arched his right brow as he tilted his head to the side.
"Eat with me, I can't eat everything." He said as a sigh slipped past his lips.
"But this…" Before she could argue, Zoey pursed her lips into a thin line as he glared at her.
"Eat or be my meal; though I don't think I'll be full with your current state." Matthew sighed.
He shook his head sideways while sighing. Zoey could not help her face but distort upon hearing his last remarks.
Eat or be eaten? Zoey couldn't think of other things on what he was pertaining to that wasn't naughty. Immediately, her cheek turned flushed as she bit her lower lip to stop herself from smiling like an idiot.
Matthew had noticed her reaction, causing his lips to stretch into a smile.
"Naughty." He whispered before he flicked his fingers against her forehead.
"Ouch!" Zoey exclaimed, rubbing her forehead where he flicked it. She pouted as she puffed her cheeks.
"Why did you do that?"
"Your head is filled with naughtiness. I'm helping you get your senses back." Matthew chuckled as he shook his head once again.
Zoey watched him pick up and reached for the other dishes before he fixed the overbed table for the two of them.
"Can you get that, please?" He pointed his chin towards the trolley, towards the spoon to be exact.
"Uh, okay?" Zoey answered while blinking in puzzlement.
She still abided, though. She reached for the extra cutlery and then placed it on the overbed table. Zoey could not help but watch Matthew as he placed some dishes on an empty bowl for her.
Zoey was reminded how Matthew served her in their previous life. This younger version was acting the same, causing her heart to race. But, Zoey didn't want to get over herself. Thus, she shrugged all the thoughts clouding her thoughts and smiled.
After a minute, Matthew slid the bowl in front of her.
"Here," he said as he raised his head and gave her the cutlery. "Join me. I haven't eaten anything in awhile. So, it's better to have a meal with someone, don't you think?"
Matthew smiled at her gently as he cast her a knowing look. Zoey smiled back as she accepted the cutlery.
"Yes," She whispered as she stared at him while Matthew resumed on eating his bowl of soup.
Despite sensing her intent gaze, he pretended not to notice it. He continued on eating modestly before he sensed that she started digging in.
However, just as she started spooning the soup, Zoey stopped. She didn't avert her eyes from the food.
"Darling," Zoey called out softly. "About what you said six nights ago…"
Her words trailed off in the air as Matthew froze on the spot.. Slowly, he turned his head to her direction and laid his eyes on her figure that was still.