But before Ellie could explain, Michael opened the door to the room with a rolling cart . One of the wheels was a bit crooked so it was loud when it entered the room, disturbing the moment . Henry knew so the moment was broken . "We can go over the details of this plan tomorrow . Well seeing it is after midnight, I can say that we could conviene in a couple hours . But, the important thing now is I get some good food with helpful nutrients in you for a full recovery . "

Advertis.e.m.e.ntMichael appeared beside them and the food was revealed with a satisfying aroma . Henry moved and the foldable tray was placed on her lap . It would have been nice to eat in bed with the tray being made of a marbled wood that had veins of gold and green jade running through it . Ellie knew it was not something meant to be used by someone like her . Her limbs were hard to move and her energy had dwindled from her earlier exertion . When she tried to use her hands to raise the spoon the liquid trembled with her hands . The liquid walnut soup dribbled back into the bowl and a bit came onto the napkin laid on the tray . Ellie stared at her own reflection in the soup bowl--she really was becoming useless . Michael had already left after delivering the meal . Ellie knew he would come quick at her call, but she knew he was strained also from exerting care for his own wife . She resigned herself that she would have to suffer quietly . She took another attempt with a wobbling spoon and was surprised to see it steady as Henry took it from her gently and began to blow on it before feeding it to her .

"I don't need your help," Ellie said quickly as she tried to seize the spoon out of Henry's retracted hands . His arms were too long so Ellie couldn't reach the spoon as he held it above her . Her arms slopped to their sides .

He raised an eyebrow as he continued to blow on the next spoonful . "I am not a bad nurse now that you know . I can do anything that Michael can do . "

"I'm not saying that you cannot do it . You're feeding me now . But i have my feet back so i can't act like a patient anymore . I'm going to live now . " Henry rolled his eyes as he stopped her mid sentence with another hot soup spoon . Ellie was surprised as she tasted the sweetness and tanginess that the excellent chef had definitely painstakingly produced . It was quite a treat . Ellie tried to begin again .

"I mean you shouldn't being doing these kinds of tasks for someone who isn't that close to you . "

Henry stirred the soup thoughtfully . "Too many people think just because I grew up in an affluent family that I shouldn't dirty my hands with simpler things . You know there is a pleasure in these type of things . Like being called Henry instead of Mr . Wong . " Ellie could feel herself wanting to protest, but he had the spoon ready to silence her . "It's been a long time since I've had these types of experiences in my life . Maybe I've been a bit too regimented . "