Chapter 33: Chapter 33

Lela, of course, wanted to agree, but she didn't want to disturb Primrose and Joel's married life, so she shook her head.

"No need; let the weekend go. Now is the time for you and your husband to warm up; I shouldn't interrupt your world."

After saying that, Lela laughed happily and drove away, leaving Primrose to shake her head and laugh. Indeed, Lela's personality is somewhat similar to Nancy's; she likes teasing about her and Joel's married life.

Primrose returned home and opened the door, slightly surprised to see Joel sitting on the living room sofa watching TV. Normally, Joel is relatively busy with work and rarely seems so relaxed and free like this.

"Why are you so late today? Have an appointment with you?"

Normally, sometimes Primrose also said that Joel didn't need to come to pick him up and go out with Nancy or some co-workers, so Joel asked as usual. Primrose shook her head again this time, dropped her bag on the sofa, and leaned back on the soft sofa.

"Not. I didn't have lunch today, so my blood pressure dropped in the afternoon, so I fainted, needed to be given water in the hospital, so I came back late."

Hearing this information, Joel involuntarily jumped up from the sofa, and a flash of panic flashed in his eyes.

"Why don't you call me? Didn't I tell you to call me if something happened?"

Primrose suddenly didn't understand why Joel was in such a hurry and anxious, so his words were somewhat stammered.

"It's not necessary, it's just that I was so hungry that I fainted anyway, nothing serious. Moreover, you also have your job, there is no need to bother you like that. I already have a colleague at the hospital to take care of me, don't worry."

This casual statement from Primrose angered Joel.

"Don't worry? How can I comfortably work at the company when my wife is in the hospital? You consider me a stranger, don't you even want to tell me about this?"

Joel was really angry this time. Primrose is always so stubborn, when in trouble, she always doesn't take the initiative to call him or ask him, always taking care of herself. This independent personality has always made Joel feel like he is a superfluous man in Primrose's life, it's okay to have him or not.

This is also something that always scares Joel, because he feels that whenever Primrose is free to leave, even without saying goodbye to him,

Primrose saw Joel's cold attitude and firm face and was now only confused as to what to do. Anyway, in their relationship, Joel was always the one who gave in and never got angry, so now that he no longer kept his temper, Primrose began to panic.

"Sorry, it's not that I take our relationships lightly, but when I wake up, I'm already lying on the hospital bed with a colleague by my side. At that time, my state was also stable, so I thought it was not a big deal; there was no need to inform you anymore."

Of course, Joel couldn't bear to be cold to Primrose for too long; even more, he couldn't get angry with Primrose. Seeing this reserved and worried attitude, Primrose could only sigh. Assuming he wasn't strong enough, he didn't want to keep questioning Primrose to confuse her even more, especially since she had just returned from the hospital.

"Okay, I see. Let's not talk about this anymore. But you should remember, I am your husband; if there is anything I need to know, don't hide it like that."

Joel lowered his voice, looked at Primrose with concern, and stroked Primrose's hair carefully. Primrose obediently nodded and, of course, did not dare to continue to say no; Joel's words were directly followed without rebuttal.

"You've been in the hospital for half a day; go to the bathroom and take a rest."

Joel gently reminded her; Primrose did not say anything more, nodded, and returned to the room with his bag. And Joel, seeing Primrose's figure disappear from sight, quietly got up and went into the kitchen, cooking some simple dishes for Primrose. Today, when he received a message from Primrose, he thought that she and her colleagues went for a walk and had dinner, so he did not ask much. Today,  he also told the maid not to cook dinner but to have dinner outside the restaurant. But now that Primrose has just returned and he is not feeling well, he wants to cook some dishes for her.

So when Primrose wiped her hair and went downstairs to get a drink, she smelled the fragrant aroma of hot food in the kitchen. Joel saw Primrose come down, smile lightly, and put the plate in his hand neatly on the table.

"Are you done with the shower? Come and have dinner. I'll cook you some pasta with some beef stir-fry with bell peppers."

Recently, Primrose has enjoyed eating these two dishes, so Joel also indulged in cooking them for her. Primrose was not too hungry at this time because she had already eaten at the hospital, but she did not want to continue to anger Joel, so she obediently sat down on the chair. The smell of beef that Primrose's stomach also gradually growled at made her blush; she clearly had not felt hungry before. Surely it was because the scent of Joel's cooking was too stimulating for the taste buds to become like that.

Joel smiled softly and then brought Primrose another glass of juice, gently patting her head.

"The boxes of food you bring home are not your favorites, so I cooked these two dishes for you. Try it and see if it tastes good."

Primrose was also not polite, but she took a fork and ate a piece of pasta that was so delicious that her stomach was satisfied. Indeed, the appeal of the food is undeniable, and the dishes Joel makes are all delicious.

Joel saw Primrose happily eating and naturally sat down opposite her, leaning his chin on her. His lips couldn't help but smile. Primrose, being stared at, was also somewhat embarrassed, slightly lowered her head, and also slowed down her eating, making Joel unable to help but laugh.

"Just eat comfortably; it's not like I haven't seen your gluttony; I'm used to it."

Primrose glared at Joel in warning, then continued to eat a piece of bell pepper. The cool taste that lingers on the tip of his tongue makes her extremely satisfied; indeed, every dish Joel makes it very suitable for Primrose's taste and eating preferences.

After finishing eating, Primrose lazily leaned back and rubbed her stomach. There was still some beef and bell pepper on Primrose's plate, and Joel, when preparing to clean up, quickly ate it all without hesitation; it was Primrose's leftovers.

Seeing this unstoppable swiftness and fluency, Primrose blushed unnaturally. Obviously, many of Joel's unconscious actions always easy to embarrass her.

"Are you feeling unwell? Why is your face so red all of a sudden?"

After tidying up the dishes and putting them in the dishwasher, when he returned to the dining room, Joel asked in surprise. After that, he quickly approached Primrose, lightly touching her forehead to feel the temperature, worried that she still felt tired. However, the warmth of Joel's hand coming from her forehead made Primrose's face even redder than before; she pushed Joel's hand away and stammered.

"It's okay; I guess I just need to rest after eating; I'm fine."

At this point, Joel was a little relieved, nodded, and told Primrose to go to bed early. Primrose glanced at her watch. The time was still early; evidently, from her usual routine, it wasn't time to go to sleep yet. However, she still did not dare to disobey Joel and obediently went up to the room. Moreover, the current atmosphere is too vague; she is afraid that staying here a little longer will not be enough to keep her calm, and Joel's charm is too great.

Returning to the room, the first thing Primrose did was take a shower. A long day of work and a long stay in the hospital made her feel that her whole body had a faint disinfectant smell, which should be quickly replaced with the scent of milk. fragrant bath. Primrose quickly put the thought behind her and enjoyed the warm water and sweet scent; by the time she got out of the bathroom, it was half an hour later.

When she came out, just barely touching her face, Joel walked in with a pillow and blanket. Facing Primrose's surprised and confused gaze, Joel remained as calm as ever, casually dropping her pillow and thin blanket on the bed and looking at Primrose with narrowed eyes and a faint smile.

"So what? We are already husband and wife; shouldn't we share a room? Also, your health is not good right now; it's only natural that I'll be by your side to take care of you anytime, anywhere."

Joel especially emphasized the phrase "anywhere," and Primrose could only sigh. She, of course, wanted to refute it, but thinking about Joel's extreme reaction made her not want to anger him any more. It's just sharing a bed anyway, nothing serious, Primrose reassured herself.

Not to mention, smart people don't argue with others in the middle of the night, and because this is Joel's house, the probability that Joel gets angry and kicks her out of the house is very high. Primrose doesn't want to sleep on the street on this cold night.

So Primrose just pouted in protest and went to bed, obediently lying in a corner, giving Joel more than half the bed. Joel found Primrose so docile and very satisfied that she quickly lay down on the other side of the bed, fluently turning off the light.

Primrose felt that the distance between the two of them was now a bit closer, so much so that she could feel the warmth and faint mint smell on Joel, so she gently moved to the edge of the bed, stretching the distance between the two of them. can fit two more people in the middle.

Joel, of course, knew this small move of Primrose, but only hoarsely reminded her.

"If you continue to back away, you will directly fall to the ground. I couldn't help you at that time."

This cold voice mixed with warmth made Primrose's movements stiff; she obediently stayed where she was, put her hands on her stomach, and closed her eyes to sleep.