At this moment, besides the sound of her eating, there seemed to be no other sound; everything was so quiet and peaceful.
Kyle Kinston just felt a strange sense of calm settling within him, as if just watching her like this was a form of fulfillment for him.
But he didn't know how to hold onto this sense of fulfillment.
Happiness... is so fleeting.
After she finished eating the porridge, she looked up at him again, "Okay, look, I'm done eating."
He stood up, tidying up the dishes she had used, and said, "I'll be leaving, and I'll come back tomorrow to help you with the discharge procedures."
"No need, I can manage it myself," she hurriedly said.
His body slightly stiffened, his long eyelashes seemed to tremble slightly, "Please don't... reject me even on this," it was like a humble plea.
For a moment, she felt choked, as if the words of refusal were stuck in her throat.
