"Why are you here?" Chase frowned.
At that moment, he did not really want to see Lyra!
Lyra placed the thermos box on the bed and looked at Chase tenderly. "Chase, you've undergone two surgeries, but I haven't been by your side to accompany you!"
"Now that the surgery is over, as your fiancée, I definitely have to come and take care of you!"
When Chase heard this, his frown deepened. "I already told you that there's no need!"
Lyra opened the thermos box and took another bowl. He filled a bowl with the soup and eagerly handed it to Chase.
"Chase, you just had surgery. You must nourish yourself."
"Have some soup!"
"No need!"How could Chase still be in the mood to drink soup?
"Chase, I've been cooking this soup for more than 10 hours! You must drink some."
Chase replied impatiently, "Leave it there for now! I'll drink it later!"
"Okay…" Lyra pouted and placed the soup on the bed.
