Secret Marriage: Wife Spoiling Husband

Chapter 269 - She is the one who is injured, not you

Chapter 269 - She is the one who is injured, not you

"Xiaolu, promise me that I'll never see you on a hospital bed ever again." Zhang Zhehan asked.

"I can't promise you that, Zhehan." Li Xiaolu said with a mysterious smile on her face.

"Why?" Zhang Zhehan frowned.

Li Xiaolu blushed, "Because you'll be seeing me on a hospital bed while I am delivering our baby for you."

Zhang Zhehan's eyes lit up at her words and he chuckled, "What should I do with you?"

"Nothing. You just need to love me." Li Xiaolu answered. "Zhehan I want to meet Auntie Qian, " Li Xiaolu requested and before Zhang Zhehan could deny her request she told him everything.

"You know Zhehan, she saved my life. When we were in that car and our car turned over, I remember my head bumping into something hard. Before I could even get the chance to react, I saw something coming towards my face. I was so scared, Zhehan. But at that time, Auntie Qian protected me. Without even thinking about anything she put her hand in front of me and protected me which resulted in her being hurt." Li Xiaolu trembled as she remembered whatever that in those few minutes when she was in that car. If Auntie Qian wouldn't have saved her, then her yes might have been pierced by whatever that was coming towards her. She was very thankful to Zhu Qian for protecting her.

Zhang Zhehan's heart ached as he listened to her description. "I'm so sorry. I couldn't protect you." He apologized holding her hand.

"Silly. You don't have to apologize. It's not your fault." Li Xiaolu chuckled as she poked his head, "How could you protect me? You weren't even there."

"Still -"

"No. It's not your fault." Li Xiaolu said firmly. She didn't want him to feel guilty over something he was not a part of. Patting the side of her bed she smiled, "Come here. Rest for a while. You are tired."

The whole afternoon the couple slept peacefully by each other's side. At first, Zhang Zhehan didn't want to sleep but he was forced by Li Xiaolu to take a rest. Only by being at her side could he sleep peacefully, so he slept for the whole afternoon without any worries.

As everyone knew that Zhang Zhehan was beside Li Xiaolu to take care of her, so nobody came to disturb the couple. By evening Lin Mochen arrived at the hospital, refreshed. He brought a special soup for his mother and his sister when he was informed that Zhang Zhehan was here.

Lin Mochen scowled as he held the bowl of soup in his hands outside their ward. He didn't want the piece of ice as his brother-in-law. The thing that he was most dreadful about still happened in the end. What kind of fate is this?

His sweet little sister whom he wanted to protect with all his heart from being married to this piece of ice is already married to him. He cannot accept this.

Lin Mochen glared at the door as he imagined that man sister next to his sister and he was even more depressed. Taking a deep breath, he knocked on the door. Awakened by the knocks, Li Xiaolu opened her eyes and said, "Come in..."

"Brother Lin...." Li Xiaolu smiled when she saw Lin Mochen walking inside with a bowl in his hands. A sweet aroma was coming from the bowl and Li Xiaolu licked her lips feeling hungry.

"Is that for me? What is it?" She asked.

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"Hmm... I brought this for you. Our cook makes the best soup in the whole world. It will make you recover faster and increase your strength." Lin Mochen said as he sat down. He narrowed his eyes as he looked towards Zhang Zhehan who was sleeping next to his sweet sister.

"Thank you, Brother Lin." Li Xiaolu smiled. An indescribable feeling arose in her heart.

"Why is he sleeping next to you? Can't he go and sleep somewhere else. Can he not see that you are injured?" Lin Mochen asked with a hint of anger in his voice. What if he crushed his sister's arm while sleeping?

Lin Mochen frowned. He might be his brother-in-law, but that's doesn't mean that he can just do whatever he wants. This act of Zhang Zhehan made Lin Mochen future determined that his sweet sister really shouldn't be married to this selfish guy.

Li Xiaolu completely missed the dissatisfaction in Lin Mochen's words. She glanced at Zhang Zhehan and caressed his face, "He was too tired so I told him to sleep next to me."

Seeing his sister looking at Zhang Zhehan so lovingly, Zhang Zhehan got this weird feeling being a father-in-law whose daughter was snatched away by a big bad guy.

"Come here. Drink this soup while it's hot." Lin Mochen said to stop eating this bad dog food.

"Okay." Li Xiaolu smiled.

"Can..... can I feed you, Xiaolu?" Lin Mochen stammered. This was one of many wishes. He wanted to personally experience the joy of feeding his own sister.

"Okay."

Lin Mochen smiled as he took the spoon and just as he was about to feed the soup to Li Xiaolu, a cold voice interrupted them. "Why are you feeding my wife?"

This voice was so cold and so full of jealousy that Lin Mochen instinctively. He glanced at Zhang Zhehan with a little fear but upon thinking that he was Li Xiaolu's brother, that little fear diminished away. Instead of fearing Zhang Zhehan, he glared at him.

"Why? What is it to you? Now, I can't even feed my Xiaolu?" Lin Mochen questioned arrogantly.

"My Xiaolu?" Zhang Zhehan sneered as he sat upright on the bed.

Li Xiaolu was completely oblivious to the two people who were throwing daggers at each other. Her whole attention was on the bowl of soup and how delicious it looked.

"You woke up. Are you hungry? Do you need some soup?" She asked.

"Umm." Zhang Zhehan nodded.

Seeing Zhang Zhehan eyeing his precious soup, Lin Mochen looked at him cautiously and warned, "Don't you dare look at my soup. I brought this for my Xiaolu. She is the one who is injured, not you."

"Come, Xiaolu. Open your mouth. " Lin Mochen provoked Zhang Zhehan seeing the jealously on his face. Holding the spoon in his hand he was just about to deliver the soup in Li Xiaolu's mouth but before he could feed Li Xiaolu, he was interrupted again. "What?" Lin Mochen asked.

"She is my wife. So this feeding thing should be done by me." Zhang Zhehan smirked.