Pampered by My Secret Husband

Chapter 596: Chapter 599: When I say I want to protect you, I’m serious.

In the evening, Lucifer finally woke up.

He opened his eyes and saw Sophie, who had fallen asleep at his bedside. He lifted his hand and gently rubbed her head.

Cecilia? How could she be here? Seeing her the first thing after waking up is quite a surprise.

Sophie slept lightly, and as soon as Lucifer’s hand touched her head, she woke up.

She raised her head, saw the pale-faced Lucifer whose smile was still warm, and sat up. ”Lucifer, how do you feel?”

”Cecilia, when did you come?” Lucifer seemed not to hear her question, focusing on his curiosity.

”I came when you were brought into the Emergency Room, and I’ve been waiting ever since. How do you feel? Is any part of your body uncomfortable?”

As she spoke, Sophie looked at him worriedly.

Lucifer’s lips curved slightly, his deep blue eyes narrowing charmingly. ”I’m fine, Cecilia. Don’t worry.”

Hearing this, Sophie got angry.

She crossed her arms, her expression indifferent. ”Leo said you can’t drink wine. The doctor warned you. Tell me, why did you knowingly drink wine last night?”

Lucifer’s smile remained. ”Cecilia, I’m hungry...”

”Stop changing the subject!” Sophie pursed her lips, her face cold.

On this topic, she would not allow him to clown around and muddle through.

Lucifer sighed deeply, covering his eyes with one hand. ”I knew I couldn’t fool you...”

”Speak up.”

Lucifer put down his hand, frowning helplessly. ”I have a minor illness. The doctor, for my health’s sake, expressly forbade me to drink wine. Last night... I was just feeling a little down, and I couldn’t resist having a little bit.”

Under Sophie’s gaze, Lucifer reluctantly corrected himself, ”Alright, I admit I drank a bottle.”

”You drank a bottle even though you can’t drink wine? Lucifer, do you even value your life?”

Sophie was so furious she wanted to drag him from the sickbed and give him a sound beating.

Seeing how weak he was, she managed to restrain herself.

Lucifer reached out and took her hand. ”Cecilia...”

”Don’t touch me.” Sophie shook off his hand.

Lucifer looked at her quietly, opening his palm. ”Cecilia, give me your hand.”

Sophie closed her eyes and eventually reached out her hand.

Holding her soft little hand, Lucifer started to smile, his scarlet thin lips seeming to regain some color of blood. ”Of course, I want this life. Without it, how could I protect you?”

”Don’t even try...”

”Cecilia, I am serious,” Lucifer said earnestly. ”I am serious about protecting you.”

Sophie looked at him sideways. ”So, will you drink wine again next time?”

Lucifer shook his head, like an obedient baby after a scolding. ”I won’t.”

”Are you sure you won’t?”

”Not a drop!”

Sophie finally smiled. ”Leo went to buy dinner and will be back soon. Just bear with it a little longer.”

When Leo returned with dinner, he set up the small table on the sickbed.

Dinner was placed on the small table, and Sophie sat at the bedside, asking him, ”Do you want me to feed you?”

Lucifer nodded happily. ”It would be my honor.”

At the end of dinner, Sophie then watched a movie with Lucifer. It was getting late, so she urged him to rest.

”Lucifer, you should rest now. I should be going too.”

Lucifer’s smile faltered. ”Cecilia, where are you going?”