Hope It's Not Too Late to Love
Chapter 713

Chapter 713

"Darling, it smells lovely," Hanson said as he approached Vania, who was in the kitchen, and gave her a back hug. He seemed to be referring to the dishes.

Vania leaned in close and smiled softly. His complexion was brighter, indicating that he felt better.

"Please take a seat and wait for me." He was a nuisance in the kitchen.

"Okay."

Hanson nodded and walked over to the dining table. People who didn't know the situation would never guess he was sick because he looked so healthy.

He no longer had negative reactions or side effects after receiving treatments from Lily and April.

Furthermore, he had received a good night's sleep, so his body was back to normal.

"Please feed me, darling." Hanson made a bold request as his demeanor suggested that he was under the weather.

Vania couldn't help but reprimand him when she saw his arrogant expression. "I think you can do it on your own."

He was thinking about taking advantage of her at the time.

"I'm afraid I can't." Hanson refused, claiming his situation was serious and he couldn't do anything.

He had become the incarnation of Black Jade, as if a gust of wind could knock him over.

"Would you like me to feed you mouth-to-mouth?" Vania spoke slowly and deliberately in front of Hanson.

"Of course, if my wife wants to do it, I'm not going to say no." He was eager to try this feeding method because he had never done so before.

"But I don't want to do it. Do it yourself," she rejected with a smile.

Adults had to complete tasks on their own.

"Do you really have a heart, darling?" Hanson expressed his displeasure to Vania.

"I don't. Do it yourself," she said as she set the porridge before him.

"Ouch!" Hanson screamed with one hand covering his stomach before he cried miserably, "Darling, my stomach hurts so much!"

"I'll call the doctor," Vania said as she quickly set down the tableware and assisted Hanson in lying down on the hospital bed. She sounded hurried and concerned.

"No. I need you to accompany me. I'll be fine after some rest," he said as he took her hand in his. He was speaking softly as if withholding something. Then, he lightly rubbed his stomach, hoping to alleviate his discomfort.

He was as relaxed as a cat with its belly turned over at this point.

After a while of being rubbed, he realized he was hungry and said softly to Vania, "My stomach feels empty. It would be better if you feed me something, darling."

"Okay." Vania's attention was now solely on Hanson. So, she hurriedly brought the hot porridge over while saying, "Your stomach is uncomfortable, so eat less. Take your time."

She spoon-fed Hanson, who ate it with relish. He was smiling in content, which was a stark contrast to him in agony a second ago.

Hanson, who was well taken care of, was overjoyed. "Darling, if you can feed me mouth-to-mouth, I believe my stomach will be healed right now," he told Vania as he was carried away.

His voice was filled with zeal.

Vania realized what was going on as soon as she heard his words. She immediately placed the bowl of porridge in her hand on the table and looked at Hanson while exclaiming, "How dare you to lie to me now?! Eat it on your own. I don't care anymore."

"Ah? No..." Hanson sighed regretfully, looking at Vania with reluctance.