Chapter 73: Chapter 73

After settling Primrose on the seat and placing some snacks and juice in front of her, Joel busied himself to prepare dinner. He cooked two portions of spaghetti effortlessly, his movements both swift and graceful. Primrose didn't know when she had become captivated, leaning her chin on her hand as she watched.

At home, Joel only wore a regular T-shirt and long pants. His short-sleeved shirt now fits snugly, revealing his strong and well-defined muscles along with his prominent knuckles. Meanwhile, Primrose sat a bit away from Joel, allowing her to see his broad and sturdy back along with his graceful movements. Suddenly, Primrose felt like she was in some famous Japanese restaurant, and she was the customer who had come to order food, watching the chef cook right before her—an incredibly enjoyable experience.

"Joel, if you don't want to be a CEO in the future, you can open a restaurant and become a chef," Primrose casually exclaimed, her soft tone echoing in the space and blending with the sound of boiling water in the kitchen.

Joel put the pasta in the pot to boil and then turned around, smiling faintly. His eyebrows were slightly arched with a touch of arrogance. "That's something to consider, but not feasible. If I'm not a CEO anymore, how can I afford to buy beautiful jewelry and designer clothes for you?"

"The salary of a chef might not be high enough," Primrose replied.

Joel winked, successfully leaving Primrose in a daze. She pondered for a moment, finding Joel's words reasonable. Ultimately, she fell silent without saying anything more, just gazing at Joel in awe.

Indeed, Joel's tall and handsome appearance was quite pleasing to the eye. Primrose couldn't stop admiring him, only returning to her senses when he placed the plate of spaghetti in front of her. She blinked a few times. "Why? Do you like to tease me? You said you wanted to eat, and now that I've finished cooking, you're still in a daze?"

Due to her fever, Primrose's reaction was a bit sluggish, so it looked as if a frightened kitten was being threatened. Joel chuckled and patted her head. Primrose pouted and rolled her eyes at Joel instead of threatening words, then picked up her fork and took a bite of the spaghetti.

The slight tanginess of the tomatoes blended with the tender sweetness of the beef, creating a delightful harmony of flavors. The pasta was cooked to perfection. Primrose took a bite, closed her eyes, savored the delicious taste in her mouth, and took another bite, all while Joel quietly observed her every expression.

"Is it delicious, sweetie?"

Primrose gave a thumbs-up and expressed her satisfaction with a mix of contentment and delight as she enjoyed her favorite meal. "Really delicious. Just as good as a dish from a famous restaurant."

Joel appreciated the compliment with a proud smile. He discreetly picked up his fork to taste a bite for himself. Indeed, the subtly salty flavor was just right, harmonizing with the sweet and tangy taste, making the meal not at all heavy.

"In that case, eat a bit more. If you finish it and still want more, I'll cook more for you."

The two sat facing each other, enjoying their dinner. Primrose quickly finished her plate of pasta, licked her lips happily, and then wiped her mouth with a napkin. Seeing Joel also finishing the last bite, she looked at him and smiled, then patted her stomach.

"It's so good. I think I'm getting better. My eating speed is impressive, isn't it?"

Joel also laughed and cleared the plates, putting them into the dishwasher before washing his hands. Then he approached Primrose after drying his hands. He touched her forehead, feeling that her temperature was indeed much better.

"Yes, you're better now. And you've been a good patient today. Take your medicine tonight as well, and if you rest at home tomorrow, you'll be completely healthy."

Primrose didn't object, accepting the medicine Joel handed her and taking it with a gulp, followed by a sip of water. Joel noticed her alertness and gently guided her to lie down on the sofa to continue watching a movie.

"It seems like today's routine has been repeated many times. It's all about eating, watching movies, and sleeping. When I wake up, it's time to eat again."

Primrose exclaimed with a soft sigh, grabbing a cushion to place behind her back and finding a comfortable position to lie down. Joel sat next to her, also sitting down to watch whatever she was watching.

"It's fine; it's a good routine. At least after a day like this, you won't have a fever anymore."

Primrose considered for a moment then remembered something and looked at Joel curiously. "Shouldn't you sleep in the adjacent room? Aren't you afraid of catching my illness? I'm still having a fever, you know."

Joel playfully raised an eyebrow and gave a wry smile, then gently tapped her head, causing her to wince. "Remember, you've been asking me to hold you all day. If I could catch your illness, I'd have been sick alongside you by now."

Thinking about their intimacy throughout the day, Primrose blushed, covering her face to alleviate the embarrassment. Joel pulled the covers down to allow her to breathe and smiled softly, then turned off the light.

"Alright, spare you this time. Sleep well. Otherwise, I don't know what I'll do to you."

Primrose, pondering over something, quickly closed her eyes and obediently scooted away from Joel a bit, as if feeling a bit anxious. Joel grinned and didn't tease her any further; he just adjusted the covers for her before lying down and turning off his own bedside lamp. After all, they were both tired from the day's activities, and his body needed rest as well.

When Primrose returned to her room, she took off her clothes and prepared to take a shower, while Joel went to the spare bedroom to do the same. When she emerged in her pajamas, she noticed that Joel had already been lying on the bed, engrossed in a book. His unbuttoned shirt revealed a hint of his muscular chest.

Feeling a bit embarrassed, Primrose averted her gaze, looking in another direction before hesitatingly glancing at Joel. "Shouldn't you be sleeping in the other room? Aren't you worried about me infecting you? I'm still running a fever, you know."

Perhaps due to her somewhat dull reflexes, it took her the whole day to react to this issue. Joel put his book aside, chuckling, before lightly tapping her head, causing her to wince in pain. "You're just realizing that? You've been demanding that I hold you all day. If I could catch the illness, I would've been sick with you a long time ago."

Primrose blushed at the thought of their intimacy throughout the day, quickly averting her gaze, and then she slowly climbed into bed, pulling the covers up, only to realize something and absentmindedly tilt her head to look at Joel.

"Alright, I won't tease you anymore. Sleep now, and be a good patient. Otherwise, who knows what I might do to you?"

Primrose pondered something and then closed her eyes, finding a comfortable position under the covers. However, she purposefully scooted a bit away from Joel, as if she were wary. Joel smiled softly and didn't continue teasing; he just carefully adjusted the covers for her and laid down, turning off the light.

"Alright, I'll let you off the hook. Sleep tight."