Chapter 23

 

Krista's POV

The next day, Krista woke up, and Jacob was in the ward. He was whispering to Cheney, "This is the chicken soup that the old lady specially made. She got up early this morning and cooked it for you. After a while, the old lady woke up and was ready to drink. The old lady said that you are also having a hard time accompanying you, so you should make up for it."

 

Cheney nodded. "Ok, I got it, Uncle Jacob. Have you eaten?"

 

Jacob smiled at him. "Not yet. I'll go back to serve the old man and the old lady before I eat. There's no hurry."

 

"These days, the weather is always cold, so pay more attention to your body."

 

"So are you, young master."

 

I'm wondering because I've never seen Cheney so gentle with anyone. This Jacob must have a magical existence.