A Flash Marriage Can Be A Treasure

Chapter 306: You Don’t Understand. Neither Do I.

At 1 p.m., Lily wakes up again. She looks at the western chandelier on the ceiling and then turns her

head to face the man beside her. She feels like something is not right.

Wasn’t she trying to get Louis to sleep? How....

“What are you thinking about?”

Still wondering, Lily is surprised to be kissed on the lips.

She finds that Louis is awake. He props himself up on his elbows. His eyes which are fixated on her

are deep, where love and pleasure are overflowing. Half-naked and with tough muscle, Louis is giving

off hormone without noticing it. Lily gets shy when watching him and uses the quilt to cover her eyes.

Lily asks him with some alert, “Do you remember how you got home before dawn?”

“No, I don’t.” Louis answers. Looking at the way he frowns, Lily doesn’t think he is lying. Louis

continues, “I only remember I had a glass of vodka when leaving the club.”

“Oh. Why did you go to the club?” The high-end clubs in Japan only entertain politicians and celebrities.

They are decent places. So Lily doesn’t feel uncomfortable about it.

Louis reaches to her and kisses her cheek. He sounds husky and his voice is deep, “I dealt with

something, Did I get intoxicated?”

“The way you behaved was tough. You didn’t look drunk at all.” Lily says in a gloomy voice.

She feels like Louis wasn’t drunk last night and that she was trapped. But she can’t find any evidence.

Louis intends to remove her quilt, “Let me see. Did I hurt you?”

“It is in broad daylight. Please behave yourself.” Lily blushes and wraps herself tightly with the quilt.

She is still mentally plagued by the accident with the camera in the club.

She kicks Louis with her foot and snorts, “Go change your clothes and go to the hospital. Daniel was

taking caring of Leigh for the whole night. Ask him to come back to have a rest.”

“It’s fine. He could stay awake for five whole days before in the military.”

“Are you his brother or not?”

“Yes. But not by blood.” Louis corrects her, “And I think I was more tired than him.”

Lily lifts the pillow and hits him hard.

Louis changes his clothes. When he is leaving after preparing himself, Lily says she will replace him in

the afternoon. But Louis says Leigh is fine and that she can just stay in the hotel.

“Then let Jessie go. She is worried sick about Leigh.”

Louis’ eyes darken, and his voice gets colder, “There is no need. She can just stay with you in the

hotel.”

Lily nods, and she is feeling confused.

She saw the expression on Louis’s face, which seemed to suggest he was angry with Jessie. Was it

because Leigh took a bullet for Jessie?

Later, Lily changes her clothes and goes back to the presidential suite that she stayed in before.

Stella has been keeping herself busy since she woke up in the morning. Even if she is on a vocation,

she can’t just leave the business in the corporation behind. Besides, it is winter now and Joshua has

caught a cold. She is worried sick.

Seeing Stella being so busy, Lily doesn’t interrupt her and goes to knock on Jessie’s door.

After the whole night, Jessie doesn’t get better mentally at all.

Lily takes her to the diner and can’t help but ask, “How about I take you to the hospital later?”

Jessie shakes her head and squeezes out a smile, “Mr. Daniel and Mr. Smith are there. It’s fine.”

“You don’t look fine.”

“On no. I didn’t get much sleep last night.” Jessie doesn’t want Lily to worry about her and pretends to

be fine, “Why is it taking so long? I am starving.”

Lily purses her lips.

She knows that Jessie is holding something back, but she can’t just ask her directly.

In a moment, the waiter presents the dishes. Apart from what they have ordered, two bowls of

mushroom soup are delivered by the waiter, “This is the specialty of our diner. Ladies, please enjoy.”

Lily is confused, “We didn’t order soup. Did you get it wrong?”

“No, we didn’t.” The waiter smiles and answers with a good attitude, “You are guests from presidential

suites, so these are presented to you extra.”

Jessie looks at the waiter, “Now that they are gifts, it’s okay. Presidential suites do cost a great deal.”

Lily doesn’t pay attention.

The mushroom soup, as the specialty of the diner, is indeed quite delicious. It smells great and doesn’t

taste oily.

After tasting the soup, Lily thinks the soup doesn’t taste like it was made by a chef of hotel. Instead,

she feels like it is a dish made by a family member, which makes her confused.

Lily frowns and asks Jessie, “Do you think it was made by a chef?”

“Why? Is it bad?”

“No.” Lily shakes her head, “Don’t you think it doesn’t taste like a dish made by a chef?”

“Really?” Jessie tastes it again and uses her tongue to feel it carefully, “I think they are the same. Is it

because the chef here is quite good? Let’s ask him!”

Before Lily says anything, Jessie waives to the waiter and says she wants to meet the chef.

A moment later, the waiter leads a slightly-fat middle-aged man with chef clothes and hat to Lily and

Jessie, “The is the sous-chef in charge of soup.”

The sous-chef says he is Asian and that he learned a lot from a cook back in country Z. He is good at Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Japanese and Chinese food, especially at making soup.

Hearing his explanation, Lily stops wondering.

When drinking the soup, Lily glances at the flower in the vase on table. It is white camellia flower and

looks freshly-picked. The flower is tender and beautiful, and the fragrance is slight and soothing.

“It is camellia flower...” She thinks of John.

Only that man loves camellia flower so much.

Is he here?

Lily turns around and looks around the diner.

It is afternoon, so there aren’t many customers. Only one or two waiters are working, delivering dishes

and liquors.

Jessie looks around too and asks in confusion, “Lily, what are you looking for?”

“Nothing.” Lily answers and sits straight again.

She looks at the tender camellia flower, and picks up one to put it on her palm. She begins to worry.

Since John hurriedly left from the charity banquet, she hasn’t been seeing him for several months.

Even at the cruise two days before, he showed up and said nothing, behaving weirdly.

What happened to him?

When the sous-chef goes back to the kitchen, he says to a man who watched them from a distance for

a long time, “Mr. John, I did what you said. And Miss Lily stopped wondering.”

John reaches to get a pile of tips to him and smiles, “Thank you.”

“No problem.” The sous-chef gets the money quickly.

After John leaves through the staff passage, several kitchen helpers who are curious gather together to

ask the sous-chef in Japanese, “The gentleman is so weird. He made a soup for his girlfriend. Why was

he not telling her?”

“You don’t understand. Neither do I.” The sous-chef says. He remembers that when John was making

the soup before, he occasionally bent down to cough violently, and his handkerchief had some blood

on it.

He really doesn’t understand.

Why didn’t the customer try to get some rest now that he was sick? Instead, he made soup for that

lady.

Why didn’t he want her to know?

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The gunshot isn’t too bad. And all medicine is the best. Therefore, Leigh’s wound is healing fast. The

next day, he looks fine again.

He wants to be discharged from the hospital but is stopped by Louis.

Louis insists that he should stay a few more days in the hospital. The doctor comes to check on him

every day. And Daniel and Louis take turns to watch him. Leigh feels like he doesn’t have much to

attach to anymore.