Suddenly, I remembered something and forced a smile. Of course, Jerome had given her 19 tubes of blood. She was bound to recover better than I had.
"Tania, may I come in?" she asked.
Before I could answer, Jerome appeared behind her, frowning. He scooped Jessica into his arms and rushed inside, reprimanding her with concern, "I told you already! Your body hasn't fully recovered. If anything comes up, wait for me to get back. If you don't listen, next time I'll punish you …"
Jessica blushed and buried her face into Jerome's chest. Realizing he had said too much, Jerome hastily changed the subject, "Alright, alright. Jessica, why are you carrying a bowl in here?"
That's when I noticed the ceramic bowl contained some leftover meat porridge. On the glossy white spoon was a noticeable lipstick mark.
Jessica spoke slowly, unhurriedly, "I wanted to share the meat porridge Jerome bought with Tania. It's truly delicious."
Jerome suddenly understood and pushed the bowl toward me, gesturing for me to eat it.
I turned my head away, refusing to look at them, "Thank you, but I've already eaten and can't eat anymore."