133 Chapter 138 "Just a friendly advice, Mr. President."

(Jasmin POV's)

"Get well soon," I patted the edge of his shoulder and mindlessly found myself kissing his cheek.

I left him asleep and went to the dining hall to eat. I sat outside for a bit and breathed some fresh. Out of nowhere, a little idea popped inside my mind.

My feet brought me back to the kitchen.

I had to cook him something to eat.

Although keeping cautious attention to my safety, the household chefs let me handle the cooking by myself.

I'd be doing hot soup for him.

"Miss Jasmin," one maid called me in the middle of my cooking, "Rhio's looking for you."

"I'll be there. This soup is good as ready."

I scooped a bowl and brought it upstairs. The room was quiet when I entered and the maid who called me earlier, was patiently waiting for me by the door. 

"Why was he calling for me?" I asked lowly.

"He doesn't want anybody to change his bandages."