Chapter 32

Chapter 32

“When did you learn to cook?” Marie asked while I was already doing the plating of the steak that I cooked.

I was wearing this broadest smile of mine ever since I started to cook here in the kitchen. This is the first time that I use the kitchen as well as this is also the first time that I cook for Elijah. I would say that my lips can rip from smiling from ear to ear.

“It's one of my hobbies; I learned by myself.” She nodded while watching me putting all my effort into the food.

I always cooked for Freya when she was alive. I used to watch the maids in our house cooking our meals, until I grew up and began to indulge the smell of my own food that I make. It became a hobby for the past few years of my life. I think I just stopped when Freya died and everything in my life started to crumble.

“Did he really change? I still can't believe the old him is coming back,” Marie commented. It made me pause for a second. Of course, no one would expect Elijah's sudden changes.

“It surprised me, too. But what matters is that we're starting over. For now, I'm content with that,” I arched my brows at her as I wore a huge smile on my face again.

“Faith? I'm home,”

Marie and I glanced at each other when we both heard Elijah's voice coming towards us.

“Can you bring the other food there?” I asked her immediately.

“No problem,” she said and winked at me, supporting my effort as well.

“Woah,” his lips circled when Marie and I served the food on the table. He was too stunned to speak.

“I told you that I will cook,” I uttered.

“Thank you,” he pulled me on my waist and stole a kiss on my lips.

“I'm not so confident, though. It's been a while since the last time I cooked,” I don't even remember the last time I cooked. But one thing for sure, Freya was the one who last tried the food I made.

“Tsk. I'm sure it's delicious. Aren't you tired though? You should have just rest all day,”

“I'm bored,” I shook my head. I cannot just sleep all day and do nothing. I'm not used to that.

“The steak looks good, huh? Maybe you're also a Chef and not just a designer,” he joked and chuckled.

“Go on. Try it yourself,” I sat beside him as I watched him try it. Honestly, I was a bit anxious that time. My heart was pounding a bit fast while watching him.

“Well,” he wiped his lips with the napkin and glanced at me. His reaction was blank, and I could read it easily. Was it not good?

“Is it bad?” I couldn't paint my face anymore.

“It's so fucking good,” I shut my eyes firmly when he said that. I was so damn relieved!

“Shit, I thought you didn't like it!” I exclaimed. I almost forgot how to breathe!

“Come on, you should try it, too. This is a very special di—”

“Wait,” I quickly covered my mouth before I ran to the kitchen’s sink.

“Ms. Faith,”

“Faith! What's going on?”

All of a sudden, I felt my stomach was squeezed, which made me throw up on the sink. I started to feel heavy with a depth of dizziness.

“Are you okay?” Elijah quickly asked who followed me there.

“I’m a bit dizzy,” I muttered. I was so fine earlier, but right now, my world is moving all of a sudden.

“Let’s go,” Elijah quickly accompanied me back to the table and helped me sit.

“You should have not cooked,” he said, filled with worries.

“No, I was really fine earlier.”

“She looks well when she cooks,” Marie commented.

Elijah even placed his hand on my forehead, checking my temperature.

“You don't have a fever,” he said, but still not relieved.

“Are you sure you had a rest earlier? Maybe it's jet lag or because of working too much in Siargao,” I don't know why I suddenly felt this either.

“I think so,” I replied.

“You should finish your food and go upstairs,” his face was covered with worries. Even when we started to eat together, he kept glancing at me, checking me out if I was really fine. After eating he helped me to go upstairs and didn't allow me to work or do anything because of what happened.

I was totally fine all day. To be honest, I was having a blast with the current situation that Elijah and I have. I slept early with Elijah, thinking that it would fade away the next day.

I woke up without Elijah beside me. My eyes quickly traveled to every corner of the room, searching for him. I could still smell his scent around the room. Did he leave already? Did I sleep too much?

“You're awake,” my eyes landed in the bathroom when he came out there, half naked with the towel on his waist. Her hair was still soaking wet and the water was dripping from it.

“I thought you already lea—” before I could even finish my own words as I sat on the bed, something went wrong with my stomach again.

“Faith, hey!” I quickly ran to the bathroom and threw up on the toilet. I felt the same feeling again last night. It was lining sharply on my throat while I threw it up. I felt like my stomach was being crumpled, which caused me pain.

“Are you okay? Shit,” I heard him say while he was caressing my back.

I gargled and washed up a bit after that. He helped me to come back to the bed, feeling so weak early in the morning.

“I feel sick but I'm not sick,” I commented. My entire body feels heavy. My world is moving again just like what I felt last night.

“Should we go to the doctor? I think this is serious, Faith.” I smiled the smallest, when I saw how worried he was again.

My hand lingered on his jaw while he was looking at me.

“Dress up, you're dripping here.” I said and pointed at the water on the floor.

“You should not work, Faith. Just rest more,” he said.

I heaved a heavy sigh as I threw myself on the bed again.

“I can't. We have a meeting and I have to check the sales,” I explained. I haven't touched any of my work ever since we arrived back. Besides, I already rested yesterday. That's all that I could give for myself.

“But you don't look fine,” he couldn't still leave me there.

“I'm fine, Elijah.” I said firmly.

“By the way, Lucas was here yesterday. I forgot to mention it to you last night,” I really chose to bring that up to lessen his worries. I don't want him to stay here instead of doing everything he has to do just because of me. I don't want to argue with him as well over this small thing.

“Why is he here?” He asked and began to dress up.

“To apologize and to address the issues we left, you know.”

“You mean when he admitted his feelings and professed his love for you?” He chuckled. I remained looking at him. There was no hate from his face anymore though. That's already a good foundation to fix everything.

“Shut up,”

“Should I be worried? Two men are confessing to you, damn it.” He shook his head with a glimpse of annoyance. It's kinda funny to think, to be honest.

“They are my friends,”

“But they don't treat you as one. They treat you more than that,” I couldn't argue with him over that. He has a huge point with that one.

“Stop it. I've already talked to them, there's nothing to worry about. Besides, I'm already tied to you, we're married.” I even showed him our wedding ring on my finger.

“Fine, fine. You should still not work today,” I sighed when he's still at it. He won't really let that go easily.

“Come on, Elijah. I'm fine, I have to work.”

“Look,” he said and showed his phone to me.

“Your sales are piling up, it's a damn blast, Faith. That means that even if you don't work today, that won't affect you. It will not cost you a single penny,” he sat on the bed beside me when he was already dressed up with a simple beige polo shirt, tucked into his black pants. His muscles are too attractive with that polo.

“Still have to work,” and I'm still on it, too.

“Fine. You can work today, but tomorrow, you should go and see a doctor. I want to come, but I'm damn busy.” He tilted his head as he took a heavy breath.

“Deal! I'll go to the doctor tomorrow for a check up,” I quickly agreed. That is much better.

“Good. I have to go now,” he lowered down to me just to leave me a soft kiss on my lips.

I watched him leave the room before I was left there again with my weird feeling.

Seriously, what the hell is happening to me?

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