My Sweet Second Marriage (Eudora and Amos)
Chapter 295

Amos Granger lifted his head and looked in Thea's direction. He pursed his lips. There was a hint of envy in his eyes, "It's good that you guys are having fun with each other. Great!" At this moment, Harley Louis finally understood what was going on with Amos.

"Amos, are you blaming yourself for the things that happened to Eudora? She won't blame you!"

Amos smiled bitterly and said, "She's such a kind person. Of course, she won't blame me."

However, he blamed himself.

Nevertheless, he didn't want her to worry anymore. Amos stood up from the bench, "It's getting late. You should send Miss Stewart home. We're fine here."

When Harley saw that he was fine, he nodded and bid him goodbye.

After they left, Amos lowered his head and sniffed himself. After confirming that there was no cigarette smell on him, he opened the door and walked in.

Eudora had fallen asleep with her back against the door. He could only see her thin shoulders. The sight made his heart ache.

It was this kind of woman, who looked thin and defenseless, whom always gave him endless worry.

Amos walked over to her bed, pulled out a chair, and sat down. Her eyelashes fluttered a little, but she remained still on the bed.

She knew what was bothering Amos. In fact, it was not that he was incapable. It was simply that they were now adults and that they each had their own responsibilities. They could not sacrifice themselves for each other as they did many years ago.

Therefore, no one should be blamed for what had happened that day.

However, it seemed like Amos still couldn't forgive himself. In the past, he would always crawl into bed and sleep next to her.

Thinking of this, Eudora shifted in bed, deliberately feigning a fall.

Sure enough, the man behind her immediately got up, held her with his large hands, and steadied her.

In the end, he was still worried. He quickly took off his coat and crawled into bed with her. When she smelled his familiar scent, Eudora found a comfortable position and fell asleep in his arms. The next day, Bethany Hamilton came over to the hospital with a few servants in tow.

She personally cooked some chicken essence soup and had added a bunch of nutritious herbs into the soup. As soon as she pushed the door open, she saw Amos and Eudora sleeping together. She paused for a moment and then smiled helplessly at the servants behind her.

"They're quite affectionate. You should go out first. Let me place this soup by the bed."

Eudora was stirred awake when she heard Bethany's voice. When she opened her eyes, she saw Bethany coming in, and she realized that she was still in Amos' arms. She suddenly felt embarrassed. "What are you doing here?"

"It's okay. I'm happy that the two of you have such a wonderful relationship."

Amos had already woken up. He was wearing a pair of long pants and a shirt. He put on his coat and went to the bathroom to freshen up.

Bethany then called to the servants, "Come on in and help Miss George wash up."

"Umm, it's okay..." Eudora hurriedly waved her hand. Although she was grateful that they had servants to help around at home, she was reluctant to let the servants to help her wash up.

Amos had always been the one who would help her with those sorts of things. The last time she was in the hospital, it was Amos who helped her.

While she was still deep in thought, Amos had already gathered her toiletries. He was not ashamed although Bethany was there. He wanted to help her wash up.

Since Eudora could not stop him, she had no choice but to let him do as he pleased.

Bethany looked at their movements thoughtfully, and the expression on her face gradually became stiff. But soon, she maintained a decent smile.

"When you're done, you should have something to eat."

"It's okay!" Amos finally opened his mouth, "I've already asked someone to prepare a meal for us."

Bethany paused for a moment and then said with a smile, "Then I'll place this here. You could have it if you feel hungry later. This is a thermos, so the soup won't get cold." After that, Bethany spoke to Eudora.

"The Old Master told us what happened yesterday. We didn't expect you to risk your life to save him. All you have to do now is take care of yourself. Don't worry about your family." Then, she left sensibly.

After she left, Amos looked at the thermos unhappily, "The Old Master asked Bethany to come and deliver this to you because he knew that it was actually his fault."

Eudora was speechless, "I thought you were the one who refused to let him come? You're quite overbearing, aren't you?"

She spoke in a coquettish tone, and he relaxed his cold expression a little.

"Let's not talk about him. Are you hungry? I'll ask Clint to get us some food."

Eudora looked at the thermos. She felt that she would have to put aside all her own conflicts with the Old Master first if she were to help Amos repair his relationship with the Old Master. Since the latter had already asked someone to bring the soup, she ought to appreciate his sincere gesture.

"Actually, I really want to drink the chicken essence Amos frowned, I'll ask Auntie Valerie to prepare it for you then."

Eudora began to whine, "But I want to drink it now..."

Amos glanced at the thermos that Bethany left by the bed and said, "Come on, be a good girl..."

"No..." Eudora shook her head vigorously, "I want to drink it now!"

Why was this woman behaving like this all of a sudden? Amos's face fell. The next second, Eudora placed her hands on her feet and was about to cry, "It hurts..."

Amos' demeanor suddenly softened and he said, "Why are you moving your leg although you knew that it would hurt?"

He gently lowered her leg and examined it carefully, "Where does it hurt? Do you want me to get the doctor?"

Eudora grabbed him and said, "I'll feel better after I drink the soup."

Amos was speechless.

He had no choice but to agree to her request. So, he stood up, grabbed the thermos, and poured a bowl of soup. However, he didn't hand it to Eudora. Instead, he drank the soup and sat down. Eudora looked at him suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

Amos looked at his wristwatch and said, "Let's wait 30 minutes and see if I get any food poisoning."

Eudora was speechless. Since when did he become so thoughtful? Did he refuse to let her drink the soup because he was afraid that the soup had been poisoned?

Thinking of this, Eudora suddenly felt that she had acted a little too immaturely. The only thought in her head was that this soup was a gift from the Old Master, and she hoped for the pair to mend their relationship. However, she forgot that there were other people in the Granger family.

The matter of which she had confided in Amos over the day before had yet to be resolved...

"You... you don't need to do this for me..."

Amos reached out and gently ran his hands through her hair, "I'll do anything for you. Maybe I was overthinking."

When he poured another bowl of chicken soup, the fragrance of chicken soup immediately filled the entire ward. The chefs from the Granger family were really good at their jobs. Eudora took a sip and said, "It's delicious."

Amos looked at the thermos unhappily. No one knew what he was thinking about.

Eudora then scooped a spoonful of soup and placed it near Amos's mouth, "Here, have some too."

"I don't want to."

"My foot hurts..." Eudora began her coquetry again.

Amos suddenly felt guilty. He couldn't take it, so he took a sip.

"It's delicious, isn't it? Your father personally asked the chefs to prepare this. Could you feel the warmth and happiness in the soup? Amos glanced at her coldly, "In this world, you are the only one who could make me happy."

He deliberately enunciated the word 'happy'. Eudora instantly understood and immediately lowered her head. She continued to drink the soup quietly.