How to Get a Wife novel Chapter 11

She knew that Wilson would feel sorry for her, but there was nothing she could do. If she had a choice, she wouldn't want to work so hard.

Joanna sighed slightly and said to comfort, "don't worry. There are too many things to deal with in the company recently. I will be fine after these days."

When Wilson finished cleaning up and went out of the kitchen, he found that Joanna was sleeping on the sofa. He bent over and carried her back to the room. After covering her up, he turned around and left.

Glimpsing the disappearing figures of Wilson, Joanna closed her eyes and sank into darkness.

Wilson had learned a lot of new dishes online. Thinking that he couldn't help Joanna, she decided to cook something delicious to make her healthier.

Strangely enough, as if he was born with this kind of ability, he learned very quickly and smoothly. No matter how it tasted, it looked good.

But Joanna went out early and came back late every day. As a new comer, she always had endless things to do, which led to the irregular eating pattern. As a result, not only Wilson couldn't show his talents of cooking, but also she fell ill finally.

Joanna tried to get up, but she was too weak to do that.

As soon as she tried to move, she felt a pair of burning eyes staring at her, and there were always two kinds of She felt guilty.

She turned around and saw the stern face of Wilson. She forced a smile awkwardly and lowered her head.

"Then I can ask for leave. " It was the first time for Joanna to see such serious faces since they knew each other. Even she was a little scared when she thought of the scene when Wilson was pissed off.

Seeing that Joanna had promised to ask for leave, Wilson became kind.

"Joanna, I have made porridge for you. Please have some." Wilson took the bowl from the bedside and sat bedside Joanna's bed. "You are too weak to feed yourself now. Let me do it for you."

Joanna knew that it was useless to refuse him, so she just let him go.

Wilson fed her patiently with the spoon of porridge that he used to feed her. Every spoonful of porridge would be carefully blew cool before bringing it to her mouth. He looked like very gentle.

"Joanna, no matter how important your work is, you should take good care of yourself. It hurts me if you get sick. " After that, he put the bowl back to the kitchen, and helped Joanna take her medicine, tucking her in. He then leaned on the bedside of Joanna and said in a pettishly charming manner.

"It's not a big deal. Don't worry. I will be fine tomorrow after taking the medicine." Joanna knew that Wilson cared about her, so she comforted him to let him rest assured.

"Don't work overtime in the future. It's so boring to stay at home alone." Wilson looked innocent with his eyes wide open.

She thought that it wouldn't earn much for her to do part-time job. Besides, he would be pestering her if she refused him. So she decided to go home earlier to accompany him. Then she agreed to his request.

"Well, you have a good rest. I'm in the living room. If you need anything, just call me." Joanna quickly fell asleep because of the drugs. Wilson left the room when he saw her sleeping.

Joanna was still in a coma perhaps because she was too tired. Wilson wanted to call her out to have dinner, but he saw that her was still sleeping. He thought that she might be really tired and didn't disturb her. He quietly left and cooked by himself.