"Not yet," Leo’s voice turned lukewarm, clearly upset. He seemed to be in internal turmoil, battling his own thoughts. He wanted to do something but felt he couldn’t. Perhaps he wanted to question Hera about why she was with Xavier when she had promised to see him, only to find her followed by one of his love rivals.


    Hera clearly picked up on the change in his emotions, especially in his voice. He was upset and doing his best to hide it, though not very sessfully. Instead of getting upset herself, she felt nervous, as if she had done something wrong. Trying to coax him, she said, "Right, I asked Hannah to cook dinner, and Amy will be sending the food here. Do you have any requests?"


    Seeing Hera flustered because he was upset made him happy inside. He hadn’t realized he had this much impact on her. Her efforts to coax him softened his resolve instantly; he couldn’t stay angry with her. "Alright, I’ll listen to you. Do you have any rmendations?"


    Seeing his mood improve, Hera brightened up and smiled sweetly at Leo. "Hannah is great at almost everything. How about some light food since you’re hospitalized? Maybe chicken mushroom soup or medicinal chicken soup, and some seafood porridge? Or would you prefer chicken porridge?" Hera offered excitedly. She wasn’t sure if her excitement came from showcasing her chef’s amazing cooking skills or simply because Leo was back to his usual self.


    "It would be great if I could eat your cooking instead," Leo said, casting his eyes downward and smiling a little wryly. He wondered if it might be possible to enjoy her cooking every day in the future. Just thinking about it made him smile, but Hera couldn’t see it since it was fleeting and he was looking slightly down.


    Instead, she thought he was feeling sad, so she quickly changed her offer, needing to cater to the will of the patient. She nced around the spacious private room, which resembled a hotel suite more than a hospital. It had its own kitchen with an ind counter, a huge fridge, a four-seater round dining table, and afortable cream-colored couch near the entrance on the left. On the right was arge bathroom with a bathtub and a shower, designed so that immobile patients could be carried to the tub for a bath or shower on their own.


    The entire room was designed with elegant touches and a cozy atmosphere, ensuring the patient’s family had everything they might need. The utensils were well sterilized, allowing patients to use them without any hesitation about hygiene. This also meant families didn’t need to bring anything from outside. Hera couldn’t help but admire Zhane’s meticulous approach to running the hospital. Not many hospitals paid this level of attention to detail, making it feel more like a high-end hotel than a medical facility.


    Even Leo’s bed was a queen-size, providing exceptionalfort. If not for the IV drip attached to his hand, he would appear to be simply resting in a luxurious suite. Despite the cozy setting, his paleplexion and pitifully weak appearance served as stark reminders of his condition.


    Seeing that she had everything she needed, Hera felt a sense of obligation to prepare a meal for Leo. "Alright, let’s see if there are any ingredients in the fridge. If not, I’ll buy some so I can cook for you."


    After saying that, Hera noticed Leo’s eyes lighting up as a slow smile spread across his lips. He felt Hera was pampering him, and despite the circumstances, he weed the attention. He decided to make the most of being a patient so Hera could continue to pamper him.


    "I am hungry too," Xavier chimed in. Leo’s brief moment of happiness was cut short by Xavier’s reminder that he wasn’t alone with Hera, and there was an uninvited guest present.