Chapter 21 I Won’t Let Anything Happen to You
Elsa tried to stand but collapsed back onto the couch. She was trembling from the pain.
Jeremiah frowned, with worry written all over his face. He was confused and couldn’t understand
why Elsa was adamant about not going to the hospital.
I seized the moment to speak and urged him, “She’s in this much pain, and you’re still listening to
her about not going to the hospital? What if something happens to her….”
Jeremiah’s expression changed. He ignored Elsa’s objections and scooped her up before striding
out the door.
After placing her in the back seat of his car, he reassured her, “Hang in there, Elsa. I won’t let
anything happen to you.
Standing at the door, I watched the car speed off with a cold gaze. It felt deeply satisfying.
As I turned to head inside, I was met with a pair of deep unreadable eyes across the street. Eric
walked toward me while I was in a daze.
He glanced in the direction Jeremiah had left in with a frown on his face. “What happened? Need
my help?”
I shook my head and curled my lips into a good–spirited smile. “I’m fine. As for them… they’re just
getting the karma they deserve.”
Eric studied the smile at the corner of my mouth, and a fleeting unreadable emotion crossed his
eyes. He was sharp enough to piece together the gist of the situation and didn’t press further.
Instead, he changed the subject. “I remember you owe me two meals now. When are you treating
me?”
I looked up at the sky. It was getting late and close to dinnertime. “As usual, there’s no better time
than now. How about today?”
I stepped aside and gestured for him to enter. “To show my sincerity, I’ll be cooking today. Just sit
tight and wait for a bit.”
Eric seemed surprised. “You can cook?”
Before marrying Jeremiah, I was the pampered daughter of the Browns and never had to do any
household chores. My hands were for sketching designs.
But in an effort to be the type of woman Jeremiah liked after marriage, I painstakingly learned to
cook and eventually mastered the skill.
It was ironic when I thought about it, but now, it was a useful talent for living independently.
Chap 211 Won’t Let Anything Happen to You
I blinked and snapped back to reality. Then, I smiled at him. “Of course! Don’t underestimate me.
My cooking is as good as any professional chef’s.”
I washed Eric some fruits and inquired about his preferences. Then, I headed into the kitchen to
start preparing the meal.
Eric followed me into the kitchen and rolled his sleeves to reveal his strong forearms. As he came
over to stand beside me, his gaze swept over the countertop. “Anything I can help with?”
I focused on cutting the meat and didn’t look up. “No need. You’re a guest, so don’t bother. Just sit
and wait.”
Eric sighed lightly and uttered in a helpless tone, “But I’m famished. I might faint from starvation
by the time you’re done.”
I paused before raising my head to shoot him a look of annoyance. “Just say you wanna help. No need to exaggerate.”
I handed him some vegetables and requested his help with washing and prepping them.
The cooking process sped up considerably with Eric’s help.
When I grabbed a plate for the final dish, I didn’t notice a puddle of water on the floor. My foot
slipped, and I stumbled straight into Eric’s arms.
Though caught off guard, he instinctively reached out to steady me.
My hands landed on his firm chest. Through the thin fabric of his shirt, I could feel his solid
muscles underneath as well as his strong and steady heartbeat.
Blinking, I looked up at him in a daze. Eric looked down, and our eyes met. There was a subtle
change in the air.
