Chapter 2121:

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Inside the hospital, Sonia, dressed in a neat black jacket, entered the VIP ward carrying an insulated barrel. She hoped Janet would appreciate the soup she had made herself.

“You can cook?” Janet, sitting on the bed, exclaimed in surprise as she watched Sonia.

The surprise in Janet’s voice was evident as Sonia opened the barrel.

After a brief pause, Sonia responded, “Mr. Larson recently gave me some time off. I spent some of it experimenting with cooking, though I didn’t have high expectations for the results.”

Once she finished explaining, Sonia handed a bowl of soup to Janet.

Gratefully accepting the bowl, Janet took a few tentative sips before falling silent.

Noticing this, Sonia couldn’t help but ask anxiously, “Is the soup not to your liking?”

She had tasted it herself before leaving home and found it quite satisfactory, which was why she decided to bring it along for Janet.

“It’s not like that,” Janet quickly clarified, setting the spoon aside with a smile. “The soup is delightful. You’re quite skilled in the kitchen.”

Sonia’s spirits lifted at the compliment. “I’m glad you think so. I can bring more tomorrow if you’d like.”

“That’s very thoughtful of you, but preparing soup can be so time-consuming,” Janet pointed out, appreciating the gesture but mindful of Sonia’s time.

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Sonia reassured her quickly, “It’s no trouble at all. Besides, with you here in the hospital and me having more free time as your bodyguard, I’m happy to help.”

Their conversation was light and filled with laughter until they were interrupted by a knock at the door.

“Come in, please,” Janet called out.

“Janet, I’m here to see you.” Lexi entered, looking worn, her dark circles betraying her fatigue. Janet’s smile faltered, replaced by concern. She studied Lexi’s appearance and asked, “Lexi, have you been overdoing it with your drawing late into the night again?”

“How did you figure that out?” Lexi asked, wide-eyed and startled, wondering if Janet had somehow been watching her.

“Is it hard to guess? Just look at yourself.” Janet pointed toward a mirror as she spoke.

Lexi had dashed out early in the morning, hastily rinsing her face without a second glance at the mirror. When she finally took a careful look, the reflection that stared back at her was startling.

“Why am I so pale?” Lexi cried, cradling her wan face in her hands.

“Lexi, staying up late occasionally isn’t the issue, but making it a habit can really affect your health,” Janet remarked with a concerned sigh. She had always emphasized the importance of health, but it seemed Lexi hadn’t taken her advice to heart.

Trying to reassure Janet, Lexi managed a weak smile. “I just sketched something last night because I couldn’t sleep. I promise, tonight I’ll go to bed early!”

“Every time you say that…” Janet began, but Lexi interrupted her.

“Wait, let me show you my latest design first!” she said eagerly, presenting her new drawing to Janet.

Janet took a moment to study Lexi’s collection. While the techniques were somewhat unrefined, the designs clearly reflected a unique style and aesthetic sensibility.

“That’s quite impressive,” Janet acknowledged, handing the drawing back. “Maintain this unique style, and your talent will surely shine through.”

“Really?” Lexi asked, a hint of hope in her voice.

“Absolutely. Customers and designers are drawn to unique artistry,” Janet nodded.

Lexi’s smile widened, brightening her previously somber expression.

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