A Flash Marriage Can Be A Treasure

Chapter 342: Identical Scarf

However, John is running out of time.

Thinking of the stupid man who shields her from every risk, Lily can’t help but cry inside.

Soon the elevator reaches her floor.

As she walks to the room, she randomly wipes her cheek with her hands to make sure that her

emotions are hidden before swiping her card into the suite.

As soon as he enters through the door, delicious smell of food hits her.

She thinks that John has ordered dinner and walks up to the dining room to find the table filled with

dishes and a slender figure busy in the open kitchen.

The familiar smell and familiar dishes stuns Lily for a long time, “John, these…”

He did all this?

“Hey! You are back?” John glances at her and continues on with the work at hand.

“It’s New Year’s Eve here in country Z. Don’t you have a tradition of eating New Year’s Eve dinner? I

was afraid you were tired of the food in the hotel, so I asked them to send some ingredients up and

cooked myself. I don't know if it suits your taste.”

Lily’s eyes sting. She pretends to be relaxed and says, “I didn't know you could cook. Wow! It smells

good. It must be delicious. I'll try it!”

Then she picks up the chopsticks.

She tastes the braised eggplant and sees John walk to the table with a soup pot and gives him a

thumbs up. “It tastes really good. Looks like I'll have to call you Chef John in the future.”

Seeing that she liked it so much, John smiles a little and gave her a bowl of soup.

“Have soup before dinner.”

“Okay!”

It is Cream of Mushroom Soup, the soup is milky white, looks creamy, and smells of fresh mushrooms.

Lily takes two sips and then freezes.

This is not the first time she has tasted this soup. She is familiar with the taste and seems to have

tasted it somewhere.

Lily looks at the soup in her hand and suddenly remembers that she drank it in the hotel restaurant

when she went to Japan. She looks at John again, and can’t help but say, “Where did you learn to

cook?”

John says, “I learned it from the chef in the manor a few years ago. Why, is it bad?”

Lily shakes her head. She already knows, and purses her lips hard, “When I went to Japan, I also had

this soup in the restaurant. At that time… Did you make the soup?”

“Well, yes.” John admits it and doesn’t think it’s that important, “I like cooking. When I saw you go to the

restaurant for breakfast, I went to the back kitchen and talked to the chefs.”

Lily is still holding the soup bowl, but her tears come flowing out of control.

She remembers wondering how the chef’s food tasted so good at that time. It turns out it was John’s

cooking. He never left her, secretly sneaking behind her and staying with her.

Seeing her cry, John quickly puts down his napkin, wipes her tears with his fingers, and says hurriedly,

“Why are you crying so much? Is it not delicious?”

Lily cries even more. She sobs, “John, don't be so nice to me… Think about yourself…”

She owes him so much, maybe everything!

Hearing her words, John breathes a sigh of relief.

He smiles and appeases her, “You’ve been running around every day to help me extend my life. I can't

even help you with it. I can only cook for you. I should at least do that much. If you like this soup, I'll

make it for you every day.”

“No, I don't want it!” Lily shakes her head desperately. “I want you to live well and have your own life. I

am such a stupid foolish person; I am not worthy of your love.”

John wipes away her tears and says in a gentle voice, “If you like someone, you can’t measure their NôvelDrama.Org holds text © rights.

worth. As long as what I do makes you happy, I will be very satisfied.”

He would rather have her acted stupidly and foolishly and in this way he can keep her in captivity.

Lily holds back her tears and warns him with red eyes, “You must live a long life, live for a hundred

years, so I can give you back what I owe you. I don’t like to owe to others, do you hear me?”

“I heard you.” John smiles and looks at her with tenderness in his eyes, “Then I will have to make you

owe me a little more, so you can stay by my side for a life time.”

“What about when I turn seventy or eighty years old? Don’t tell me you want me to continue even

then?”

“Yeah, I will.”

“John, you are too much! So unyielding! Trying to talk to you is like drawing blood out of a stone!”

“Stones don’t have blood, why would you try it?” John says seriously.

Lily is so annoyed by him that she can’t help but laugh. Her mood becomes much better after this.

She rolls her eyes and drinks from the soup bowl deliciously, “I am not arguing with you anymore, I am

going to drink my soup!”

“Do you want rice? I will serve it.”

“No, no rice. Rice is high in calories. I will have this whole pot of soup though!”

“…”

In the end, John’s dishes are so delicious that not only the whole pot of soup but also a small bowl of

rice is finished by her. She’s so full that she can’t get up from the sofa.

Lily rubs her stomach and wails in pain, “Chef John, please don’t cook next time. It’s so delicious, I

can’t control myself. If I continue to eat like this, I will turn into a fat ball!”

John brings her a cup of hot tea and looks her up and down, “You are so slim, not even 45 kilos. It will

take a long time of feeding you with my cooking before you turn into a ball.”

“You treacherous deceitful man!” Lily glares at him.

After rubbing her belly for a while, she gets up from the sofa and says, “You haven’t been out for a long

time. Do you want to go shopping?”

“Are you letting me out?”

“Hey! Don’t say it like I imprisoned you.” Lily is torn between laughter and tears, “The temperature is a

bit low but tonight is the New Year’s Eve, I want to take you out and have fun.”

John’s eyes are crinkled in laughter, “Okay, then I’ll change my clothes.”

“Wear a down jacket!”

Lily instructs him and goes back to her room to change her clothes.

After a thick black down jacket is wrapped around her, she looks a little bloated as the jacket covered

her slender figure.

Soon after, John also changes his clothes and comes out.

The down jacket makes him look even more tall and slender, with gentle eyes and an aura of a nobility.

Lily looks at him and then at herself with a sad expression, “I’m really thin, okay? How come you look

more handsome when you wear a down jacket that only grandmas wear.”

John smiles warmly, his eyes fixed on her, “Why are you saying that? You look so beautiful. To be

honest, I don’t want to go out anymore, for the fear that others will lust after your beauty.”

Lily blushes and coughs a little in a low voice, “Why aren’t you wearing a scarf? Won’t your neck be

cold?”

“Scarf…”

“You wait, I will get it for you.”

Wanting to walk around after eating to aid in digestion, she offers to go to his room to get a scarf seeing

that he is not wearing one. Before John can stop her, she is already gone.

His bedroom is the same size as hers, clean and tidy.

She doesn’t see the suitcase or his clothes in his room. Thinking that he probably put them in the

closet, she opens it. In the closet, she sees a few clothes and two coats.

Does he have so few clothes?

Lily mutters and moves his clothes around to see. Inadvertently, her eyes fall on a gray scarf in the

black coat that was carefully hanged. She is taken aback a bit.

This scarf… is very familiar.

She reaches out to touch it, finds the small label on the inside of the scarf and then looks at it. Her eyes

widen.