The OVERPROTECTIVE Man's

Chapter 74's

Valerie opened her eyes slowly while pricking at the adjusting light that suddenly pierced her pupils. Valerie rubbed her eyes slowly, then looked around her. A familiar looking room in his brain.

Valerie sat down slowly as she felt her seemingly powerless body. The door opened, displaying Sean's figure with a tray in his hand.

"Are you awake?" he asked with a sweet smile as if nothing had happened to them.

Valerie mendehem brief. "Eat, I bring you porridge." said Sean again.

Valerie stared at the bowl of porridge and the glass of water that Sean had brought. Valerie threw her eyes off the tray and looked at Sean again.

"Why am I here?" ask Vale.

"You passed out at the meeting this morning" Sean replied. Vale's memories drifted and finally recalled the embarrassing incident.

Valerie rubbed her face in embarrassment. Sean took my bowl, spooned the porridge and pointed it at Vale.

"Yeah!" sean's like telling a kid to eat.

Vale looked at Sean with his eyebrows raised. "I can eat myself." said Vale trying to cheer the bowl out of Sean's hands.

Sen kept the bowl out of Vale's reach while shaking his head. "You're sick and there's no energy even to stand. Now take your medicine and you can go home to rest." Sean said staring at Valerie gently.

Vale's lips together couldn't refute Sean's words.  Vale interfered, and Sean began to feed him painstakingly.

Valerie began to open her mouth when the spoon was in front of her mouth. However, a few seconds before the porridge entered Vale's mouth. Valerie pulled back her body while covering her nose.

"What's wrong?" sean asked worried about seeing Vale's look.

"I don't like the smell, I want to throw up" Vale said with his face and innocent eyes. Sean kissed Roma on the porridge and felt nothing strange.

"I don't like that" Vale said, keeping the bowl out of his presence.

"What do you want to eat?" ask Sean.

"Umhhh... I want something really spicy" Vale said as he looked at Sean with a face of passion.

"No, you're sick" Sean said unequivocally. Vale pursed his lips hearing Sean reply.

"I want it, otherwise I won't eat." threatened Vale as he stared at Sean intently. Sean looked at Vale with a astonished face. Why is Valerie acting like this? Usually Valerie wasn't being stubborn like this.

Sean tilted his head in confusion while at war with his own brain. Sean racked his brain in search of a satisfactory answer for Valerie.

"How about after eating porridge?" asked Sean looking at Vale softly. Valerie shook her head violently with an indisputable face.

Sean breathed. "Any food other than spicy, I'll order." said Sean desperately as he looked at Vale asking for leniency.

Vale looked interested, then looked up as if thinking. "Emmm.. I want to eat whatever you cook." Sean glared in disbelief.

Sean is not a man who can cook. He had never even touched cookware since childhood until now.

"Alright, you wait here" said Sean putting the bowl of porridge on the tray and going out, leaving Vale seated with a satisfied smile.

Forty-five minutes later, Sean returned to his private room with a food trolley. Valerie who was playing mobile phone while sleeping, stared at Sean leisurely.

Sean pushed his trolley closer, then looked towards the bowl of porridge that life had not contained. Sean stared at Vale as if asking for an answer.

"Ahhhhh... You cook it for a long time, I'm already hungry, so eat the porridge. The porridge is so good, I like it." Vale said at length with an innocent smile.

"So you still want to eat?" ask Sean.

Valerie shakes. "I'm full" Vale said, wiping his stomach. Sean rubbed a concerned face at himself. He cooks hard with struggle and sweat, Valerie instead eats back the porridge she brought before.

"I'm sorry." said Vale staring at Sean's disappointed face.

"What are you cooking?" vale asked as he got out of bed and opened the food cover that Sean had brought.

Valerie looked at the two cow-eye eggs whose edges looked blackened and a few slice bacon beside her.

Vale looked at Sean with a flat face. "Fourty-five minutes just cooking this?" ask Vale in amazement. Sean nodded innocently.

Valerie let out a breath while shaking her head in astonishment. "Aiden cooks even better than you." Vale sighed softly, yet could be heard by Sean. Sean looked at Vale sharply as if he did not accept.

"Why? It's true. Aiden always cooks when we live in Russia" Vale said, grinning his lips.

"So it's true you two stayed at the hotel?" ask Sean not to believe it.

"Yes, even if it's only two days" Vale replied briefly. Sean breathed a little relieved, even though he did not feel willing for two days.

"No need to eat if you don't want to" Sean said, pulling his trolley. But Vale also pulled the trolley with a shriveled face.

"Who said he didn't? I want to." said Vale. Sean took off his hand, then looked at Vale who was beginning to taste his cooking.

"Asin" Vale said after eating the egg piece with a shriveled face. However, he tried to swallow the egg with great difficulty.

"Are you angry with me?" vale asked looking at Sean with a pouting face. Vale took a glass of water and gulped it down a lot.

"What I'm eating now is salt not eggs" said Vale who was returned face resigned by Sean. His forty-five minute struggle was in vain.

Valerie again feeds the egg and covers it with bacon so that the salty taste is reduced. "Don't eat anymore!" sean said staring at Vale who was back to eating his cooking.

"Honey. This is the first time you cook, I have to price it so you get more enthusiasm for learning." said Vale staring at Sean softly as he chewed his food. Sean looked at Vale, then a gentle smile rose on his lips.

Valerie is still Valerie. The woman he loves has never changed in the past. The woman who always managed to make him fall in love again and again.

Seriate...