How to Get a Wife

Chapter 55 The Medicated Porridge

After returning home, Wilson still worried about leaving Joanna alone in the hospital, so he went to the hospital early the next morning. When he arrived, Joanna was still asleep.

I must be crazy.

Deep down, Wilson secretly despised himself.

Therefore, Joanna saw Wilson when she woke up, wondering why he had come back.

After a long silence, neither of them spoke.

"I will deduct some medical fees from my salary." Then Joanna got out of the bed. She didn't want to stay here and to be with Wilson any longer.

Not knowing since when, Joanna didn't want to stay with Wilson alone. Maybe it was because he was so powerful that she felt a little depressed, or maybe he was no longer the man who had lost his memory.

"Where are you going? !" Wilson grabbed her hand hurriedly as he saw her walking out of the ward.

"Let me go. I want to go home." There was only indifference on her face.

Maybe she should give up on him.

There was no going back between them.

"Let me drive you home." Wilson begged.

"Let me go!" She said in a firm tone.

Slowly letting go of her hands, Wilson wondered if it was unnecessary for him to come back in this way, which made Joanna unhappy.

Turning around, Joanna coughed and wrapped herself in her arms.

After walking for less than two steps, her legs became weak. Wilson rushed forward and caught her.

"Let me drive you back." Wilson held up Joanna and ignored her struggle.

"Let me go."

"No, I won't let you go."

After stuffing Joanna into the car, he went straight to the driver's seat.

"Where are you taking me?" She wanted to open the door, but it was locked by Wilson.

"You haven't eaten anything all night. Let me take you to eat something first." Then he touched the forehead of Joanna again. It was still a little hot, but better than last night.

Joanna stared at Wilson and didn't know what he meant.

"Didn't you say that you didn't want others to know our relationship? Are you afraid of being seen by others if you take me out now? " Joanna still didn't know why Wilson did that.

"You don't have to think about it. I'll arrange it as I like."

Wilson parked the car on the back door of a restaurant. He was afraid that Joanna would catch a cold, so he put his suit on her.

"Order whatever you like. It's my treat." He took Joanna to a private room and passed the menu to her.

Joanna looked around the room and found that the decorations were exquisite.

Pouting, she turned the menu to the most expensive one. Since he was going to invite her to dinner, then don't blame her for being rude.

"I want a specially designed steaks with truffle puree, Haagen-Dazs ice cream, spicy hotpot and a most expensive red wine." There is no intention to save money.

The waiter was surprised for a while, and quickly placed the order.

The corners of Wilson's mouth twitched. Did she regard him as a sucker?

Joanna used to be very frugal, even when she bought vegetables in the market. A smile crept over his face when he suddenly guessed what Joanna was thinking. Those dishes meant nothing to him. Did she think that she would run out of his money?

The specially designed steaks with truffle puree, Haagen-Dazs ice cream, spicy hotpot and a most expensive red wine, is there anything else to add?" The waiter confirmed again, a little suspicious that this was a joke.

"No, thanks." She returned the menu to the waiter and looked at Wilson.

Wilson smiled.

"I need to use the restroom." Wilson stood up.

Did he ask his friend to bring the money here? Joanna laughed and fell asleep on the table.

Wilson came back very quietly in case of waking her up.

"Sir, may I serve the dishes? "A waitress came and said.

Wilson planned to ask her to wait until Joanna woke up, but Joanna had already heard the noise and raised her head.

"It's okay."

But there was a large plate of porridge on the table, and none of the porridge that Joanna ordered before came into view. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

"What?" Puzzled, Joanna looked at the waitress, and then at Wilson.

'Was she sent to the wrong place?'

"I just canceled the order, eat this." Wilson explained to Joanna.

After the waitress left, Joanna stared at Wilson, "Are you kidding me with this because you can't afford it?"

"What are you thinking about? This is medicinal porridge. A pile of precious medicinal herbs are in it. They are even more expensive than the dishes you have just ordered. Since you are still sick, you'd better not eat anything cold or irritating. The whole dish is made of treasure. You should eat more. " Wilson had been trying to get mad. He was so well-intentioned, but he was laughed at for not being able to afford the bill.

With doubts, Joanna filled a large bowl and ate them all.

"Ah, so hot!" Joanna stuck her tongue out. It must have been burned red.

"Are you an idiot?" Wilson scooped a spoonful of soup to cool and handed it to Joanna, "Do you want me to feed you?"

'I really don't know why I could live with her and survive when I lost my memory.

"I can eat by myself." She took the spoon back, buried her head and began eating carefully.

Last time when she was sick, Wilson was taking care of her. Since her mother died, he seemed to give her all the warmth, which was why she couldn't let him go.

Now that she had felt the warmth, she didn't want to be alone anymore.

Tick.

A teardrop fell into the porridge.

"Hey, what are you doing?! Hey, you... " Wilson was apparently shocked by the reaction of Joanna. He had never seen her so weak before.

"No, nothing... The steam... It's a little hot... " Her voice was choked with sobs.

"Take your time. These are all yours." Wilson knew how obstinate Joanna was, so he kept her secret.

"I can't eat them all, you can eat too."

"Okay."

Without saying anything, they began to eat quietly.

After the meal, Wilson asked the waiter for a glass of warm water, and started to keep an eye on Joanna to take medicine.

Wilson touched Joanna's forehead with worry. It seemed that her fever had gone.

"Let me drive you home."

Joanna nodded and did not refuse anymore.

"Don't go to work today. Have a good rest at home." He parked his car outside the building of Joanna's home and told her worriedly.

"Okay." Then she got off the car, and after seeing Wilson left, she turned around and went upstairs.

Lying on the bed, Joanna didn't feel sleepy at all.

'Just let it be. Wilson treats me well occasionally, just let it be, ' she thought.

At last, she fell into the darkness.